All Alone

Mine can't deal with anything. For the past month I've gotten the you're going to leave me aren't you...to please don't leeave me....to I am a bitch. One trip to the store tonight for stuff I didn't ask for, albeit some stuff I do want and need, and as soon as I had one thing come out of my mouth that wasn't good enough, it was the excuse to leave for the night and go drinking. They just don't even realize how easy it is to predict their reactions. If I wanted to, I could probably take bets on the actual minute something was going to happen around here, that's how repetitive the mood is. The "stresser" is just up from grabs. Now it happens to be that I've had surgery so while they want to help, in there head they are feeling overwhelmed, and in return, it comes out as hate and anger. Just don't care enough anymore to let it be what's on my mind tonight.