I guess thats what you'd call it ... check out for awhile .... check into some looney bin ... I feel like I'm going nuts ... I snap so easily, no its not PMS, I found out after my last break down, you know, when I was going to quit my job that was all related to that apparently, cause (TMI) I started the next day. Now, I know its not PMS ... Its just plain and simply stated BITCH. I don't know if I'm coming or going, no one is happy with me. My kids constantly fight with each other and with me. I have tried asking my Mom for help, I tried to ask for a break weeks ago, I only wanted a weekend. No one wants to take me seriously. This past weekend, Austin just pushed all the right buttons, really pushed further than he ever has. I warned him that if he didn't knock it off I was going to deck him. He comes back with "You always say that but you never do." WRONG ... I punched him in the arm. Not just once, 5 times. I was so pissed. I walked away crying. I told his Dad what happened, and he told ME that I needed to calm down, never mind that HIS son pushes and pushes.
I call my Mom because Austin's mouth just keeps going even after Saturday's incident. I tell her he's driving me insane with all the back talk ... she gets on the phone with him, I hang up, they talk, when they are done, he tells me that Grandma says that I'm just a "B, you know a female dog" and that they joked I'm just like her dog Kimmy. NNNNIIIIICCCCEEEEE... I called her back and told her "yeah, um, thanks so much for the support" She asks if I'm being sarcastic ... I said um yeah, thats it. She asked what was wrong, I tell her what he said was said. She said that wasn't what was said and is PISSED that he added words to their conversation. What she said was that I was a brick head like the dog ....
I know the pressure isn't all Austin. I just don't get why I snap so easily. Last night I told my mom that I wondered if I had a chemical imbalance or something again, trying to ask what the hell my problem is, she just told me "Well, the dr can do tests to see if something is off" So what do I do, call the doctor and tell him I think I'm fucking nuts?
Nevermind that my grandpa had a mental breakdown at one time, when I don't know, my mom won't talk medical history with me. Apparently it runs on her side of the family, one of her cousins suffers from depression, I only found that out in passing. I get soooo frusterated that she wont' talk to me. The only thing she says is that my father's mother was diabetic and fat and that I need to loose weight to have a better life. UM ... Ya think?
It really sucks to drive down the road and think ... if I were to swerve here or drive off here ... yeah, these thoughts go thru my head from time to time. But I don't do it ... I would hope that I'd never do that .... I don't know if I'm coming or going ... I'm rambling ...
You know when Dennis figured out I was serious about Austin acting up?????? When I told him my MOM was pissed ... the rest of the time he thinks I'm over reacting....
Yes, some of the stress could be from being a single mom of 2 boys and working full time. Not enough time in the day or enough money in my account. Whatever ... again, I'm rambling ...
I'm sure I earned plenty of enemies today when I posted that I punched Austin in the arm. I know I did. No one's said anything, but I'm sure they will. Its just a matter of time. Some will understand, some will offer advice, some will just be here for me with a big hug and some will judge ... just a matter of time.