Just got bitched at for 20 minutes over something that could be said in 2. And apparently, I'm perma-grounded if I eat in my room ever again. Seriously, mom, really? So fucking irrational. Grow up. >->
And on top of that...the FUCKING REPETITION.
She knows DAMN WELL that's my pet peeve. She knows I HATE it when she says the same damn thing 45456 different ways, and it takes ten times longer than either one of us wants to take. And I think she does it for the sole purpose of pissing me off. Cause I know she knows I'm not deaf or two years old. >->
All.
Over.
A.
Fucking.
Jar.
Of.
Fucking.
Applesauce.
Of course, I kinda see where she's coming from.
I have...
this major eating problem.
Like Bulimia, only without the throwing up after...
IDK what to call it.
Binge-eating? Dunno.
I mean, I eat constantly. And this pill I'm taking doesn't help.
You NEVER see me without something in my mouth.
And my problem is that I don't know it, cause apparently I do.
And it's not like I WANT to eat constantly...
But it's more or less that I can't help it. And I dunno how to deal with it. @-@
I also use eating to deal with depression and stress, which has been happening alot lately; especially the stress part with exams coming up in a month.
And I eat when I'm bored.
Then there's this fucking birth control pill (no, I'm not doing things; I have to take it to regulate my hormones which are all fucked up. It's kinda hard to understand.) It makes me hungry. Or appear hungry. IDFK.
Then my diabetes messes with my appetite. I get really hungry when my sugar goes high, which it CONSTANTLY stays high (and eating makes it go even higher. It's a fucking cycle. Lather, rinse, repeat)
And the sad part is...I DO eat healthy. I LIVE off of veggies and fruits...
X-x
But the main point was my mom over reacting over a jar of applesauce.
It.
Was.
A.
Dollar.
Jar.
Of.
Applesauce.
GET. OVER. IT. >->
-shoots self after epic rant-
There's got to be a reason for it. *drags convo to MSN*
MSN 8D
All is bettur.
IDK, just typing it out made me feel alot better.
...I really need a journal/diary. xDD
WAIT.
NOT ALL IS BETTUR YET. >:U
-sets bomb in earth's core-
typing helps, and o3o...that happens to me sometimes..and my step mom gets mad if we turn the AC up or down ONE, number.
here's a tip, get something that you can chew on, it's what i do *chews his DS stylus*
Well if you eat healthy I really dont see a huge problem in eating. If it was ONLY and ALL junk food, then I'd worry.
And usually I can pin-point the source of issues with people (I'd make a great psychologist), but it seems like you've gotten to the source of it...
That or I'm just losing my touch.
When I'm feeling angry or stressed out I punch puppies. Maybe it'll work for you too.
I know how you feel. My dad is the same way sometimes, just minus the pissing me off part, but he can go on forever sometimes. >.<
I try to think about other things when I get stressed. (or not think. Works sometimes) Sometimes I play my video games to get my mind off of things or to let out a little anger.
Note to self: Keep Draco away from my frigerator. xD
Quote from: Gamerdude on Apr 27, 2010 09:37 AM
I know how you feel. My dad is the same way sometimes, just minus the pissing me off part, but he can go on forever sometimes. >.<
I try to think about other things when I get stressed. (or not think. Works sometimes) Sometimes I play my video games to get my mind off of things or to let out a little anger.
Note to self: Keep Draco away from my frigerator. xD
LOL. I heard your dad during one of our brawls. xD
Quote from: Gamerdude on Apr 27, 2010 09:37 AM
I know how you feel. My dad is the same way sometimes, just minus the pissing me off part, but he can go on forever sometimes. >.<
I try to think about other things when I get stressed. (or not think. Works sometimes) Sometimes I play my video games to get my mind off of things or to let out a little anger.
Note to self: Keep Draco away from my frigerator. xD
I'll try. We talked about it, and we're going to work together on it to try and find a solution.
and XD
Imagine if you dropped the soap...
Oh GOD FORBID
>_>
Apparently, moms do those kind of things.
My parents do it all the time when I forget even little things.
And it pisses the hell out of me.
Quote from: Dracoslythe on Apr 26, 2010 04:56 PM
Just got bitched at for 20 minutes over something that could be said in 2. And apparently, I'm perma-grounded if I eat in my room ever again. Seriously, mom, really? So fucking irrational. Grow up. >->
And on top of that...the FUCKING REPETITION.
She knows DAMN WELL that's my pet peeve. She knows I HATE it when she says the same damn thing 45456 different ways, and it takes ten times longer than either one of us wants to take. And I think she does it for the sole purpose of pissing me off. Cause I know she knows I'm not deaf or two years old. >->
All.
Over.
A.
Fucking.
Jar.
Of.
Fucking.
Applesauce.
Of course, I kinda see where she's coming from.
I have...
this major eating problem.
Like Bulimia, only without the throwing up after...
IDK what to call it.
Binge-eating? Dunno.
I mean, I eat constantly. And this pill I'm taking doesn't help.
You NEVER see me without something in my mouth.
And my problem is that I don't know it, cause apparently I do.
And it's not like I WANT to eat constantly...
But it's more or less that I can't help it. And I dunno how to deal with it. @-@
I also use eating to deal with depression and stress, which has been happening alot lately; especially the stress part with exams coming up in a month.
And I eat when I'm bored.
Then there's this fucking birth control pill (no, I'm not doing things; I have to take it to regulate my hormones which are all fucked up. It's kinda hard to understand.) It makes me hungry. Or appear hungry. IDFK.
Then my diabetes messes with my appetite. I get really hungry when my sugar goes high, which it CONSTANTLY stays high (and eating makes it go even higher. It's a fucking cycle. Lather, rinse, repeat)
And the sad part is...I DO eat healthy. I LIVE off of veggies and fruits...
X-x
But the main point was my mom over reacting over a jar of applesauce.
It.
Was.
A.
Dollar.
Jar.
Of.
Applesauce.
GET. OVER. IT. >->
-shoots self after epic rant-
well, you two are working it out, that's great, but otherwise, not to make you angry or anything, i ROFL'D at the
ALL.
OVER.
A.
FUCKING.
JAR.
OF.
FUCKING.
APPLESAUCE.
part, i'm sorry but it was too funny, i thought you were saying FUCKING APPLESAUCE to diffuse the whole fact your room had foodz in it...
also, burf control: it doesn't matter, it's double-helping you: helps your horomones, and stops from, well, babies....when you get to that part...
otherwise, i hope you two can diffuse this slowly =D
Quote from: Dracoslythe on Apr 26, 2010 04:56 PM
1-You NEVER see me without something in my mouth.
2-(no, I'm not doing things)
3--shoots self after epic rant-
4-whole post
fun time:
1- =O
2- no, i am. *shot*
-------
serious time:
3- dont.
4- why does your life mirror mine atm? THIS is why i hate parents, because they drag on... and on.... and ON... AND ON......AND ON! oh and my parent hates me eating in my room too, fucking hell.
about exams: THIS IS WHY I HATE YEAR 12. but, i try not to get stressed and just focus on studying.
I already exhausted my -rage- earlier, so i cant say more.
tho i can say:
good luck mate.