Really! They have the balls to tell how I should be running things at my own house. They think they are going to compare me with some pissant of a neighbour who can’t hold his own balls together if there is a slight misunderstanding. That motherfucker talks about that other motherfucker, and then warns me about it. The person who has no control over his own emotion, and the other one who runs away at the first sign of stress are telling me, who as been an equal part of the household how to be more proactive? Oh no, it’s not about being proactive. It’s about pacing myself. WHO dafaq are they to tell me to tone down!? I’ve fought my parents for so many things, because I’ve always stood my ground. But now standing my ground is too much? It’s being overconfident?
I am misunderstanding them? Where was this notion when we said, “yea we’ll go to pittsburgh now that you have things under control” and you accused us of thinking you were using us. You were as wrong then, as you are wrong now. I didn’t say anything then when you made my wife cry, but now that this is out in the open, I’m this close to breaking your fucking jaw right now.
You think I’m incompetent, that’s how they’ve always seen me. First it was about the job, and now it comes up when I try do everything. I will bend the skies to prove you wrong. I’ll fuck up your whole life to prove a point. You don’t get to tell me when to stop. You say I shouldn’t experiment so much about cooking, because it takes up all of my time? Is that what you see when I’m working hard at creating something new? That I’m tired from it? How the hell do you not move the lens away from your own fucking perspective for once? Where is your creative fucking outlet? Is spending money a creative thing for you? Why were you a retard when you went on a buying spree when your kid was born? Did I come and say stop spending? Did anyone did? Was it because I was scared of you? Is that what you think? You have to know at some level I am independent enough to ot give a fuck about you.
To my wife, You have to know why I believe in us. We are the only ones who have gone through all the stuff that we have gone through. Don’t you learn anything from that retrospective? Is there even a moment when you introspect which is not because of cursing someone out? Why am I the only one with the Ted Lasso spirit here. Why can’t people help instead of becoming a hurdle? I can’t be this wrong if things are looking up for us? We are going to bring a brand new person. Things are supposed to look up. And I get this demotivating infectious talk?
Seriously, Who THE fuck are you?!