I am tired as hell. I'm tired of my boyfriend snapping at everything that I do and say. I'm tired of being called out on my shit when he knows I'm doing everything to work on it unlike him. I'm tired of taking responsibility for almost everything. I'm sad my baby caught the virus again. I'm running around making sure that I have everything for the move. I'm doing everything that I can to get my baby on my insurance. I'm dealing with so much and trying to hold it together as strongly as I can and to hear somebody still bitch and moan that you are inconsiderate when your trying your best to be very considerate suck's. Especially when he's always snapping at you and he has an excuse for it. He's sick , he's depressed well guess what so am I. At least I'm doing something about it which is a lot more than I can say for him. Tea pot calling the kettle black man. He needs to take a good look in the mirror before he starts to dare to judge me. I'm really fucking pissed.
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