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It really fucking bugs me when people dismiss someones feelings because they cantbundersrand it. I'm I the car with my father in law because he had just picked me up from work and I had mentioned thaat i would love to go home and smoke a bowl with James to relax and he started in with the ususal "you guys are fixated on that and you smoke too much blah blah blah" (note I've had a very shity, stressful day at work) so I said "Yes I would like to go home and relax because I had a very stressful day" so then he tells me "Lyndsay, you don't have a stressful job. I'm sorry but you don't and stop complaining about it." Really? Do you fucking knows what goes on in there? Are you there when there's only three service people and only two in the kitchen AND you're in the middle of the morning rush? No because I'm pretty sure that all you do all day when I'm gone is sit in your fucking chair in the living room, watch your stupid movies over and over again and eat all the food and TAKE ALL MY MONEY I wanted to buy some stuff for my Alice in Wonderland stuff but couldn't because I had to pay the fucking bills, AND YOU MAKE MORE THAN I DO ON FUCKING DISABILITY.
You're so hypocritical; you say I have to keep this job but then every three days you're like "oh well I don't know how you're going to get to work because we don't have the gas." Well you know we would have the gas if you didn't go fifteen places a day and waste MY MONEY on shit that we don't need. What you can't go three FUCKING hours without cramming some salty chips down your gob (which you aren't even supposed to have anymore because the FUCKING doctor said no salt. Period.) You don't get to sit there and tell me that my stress doesn't exist, you don't get to sit there and tell me that I need to quit complaining when I have to take a FUCKING SEDATIVE to handle my stress levels and not have a fucking coronary at work I'm so sick of this