there's never a plan. or if there is, its going to change 4 or 5 times.
no one ever communicates. ever. except through me- as in "have you talked to your sister? what does she want to do? is she up yet? what about her girlfriend? is she working?" WHY DONT YOU CALL HER AND ASK HER YOURSELF??? or, when you do maybe relay the info to me so i can...i dont know, get ready to go, or know if i need to plan on well, ANYTHING.
no one is ever on time.
and im always the asshole if i cant make whatever it is even if its across town, in the rain, with 5 minutes notice. everything seems to revolve around my sister, like nothing can be planned unless it has been cleared and approved by her. which means i never know what the fuck im doing until someone remembers to tell me. which they dont.
honestly, my mom just stresses me out. she always looks like shes on the verge of breaking, or flying of the hinges. it makes me uneasy. her around my dad is just too much family in one spot. i always hated when they were around each other. because she always has him around whoever shes with at the time and its like, too much emotional awkwardness. for me at least.
no one else seems to give a fuck, but its just too much.
i fucking hate having to be around them.
it makes me want to climb the walls.
coffee, i can handle. drinks, sure. want me to ride my bike and meet you all somewhere, totally down. but take away my bike, put me in a car with my parents and ill have an anxiety attack.
uggggggh why couldnt we have just gone to yoga in the morning like we'd planned? then everything wouldve gone smoothly, and as planned and i wouldnt be here in bed still feeling frustrated and exhausted.
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