RubberSkin
14-12-2006, 05:52 PM
This year it thought i'd cracked it, at last. I have a problem around Christmas time, not Christmas itself, but something that happened at Christmas.
As some of you know i was abused as a kid, and the first time it happened was on Christmas Day, 1974 to be exact, when i was 7. This year i really thought i could deal with it. Got a nice new shiny house to live in, nice new shiny boyfriend, nice new shiny kittens, you get the picture. For once in my crappy, shit riddled life things we're going ok. Sure i've got HIV and manic dep but i'm almost coping with them.
But in Sainsburys', of all places, just walking round and looking at all the excited, and whiney, kids, all those nice 'family units' looking forward to a cosy Christmas, that fuck off wanky shit headed demon decides he'll come and fuck me up for yet another Christmas. 'Hello look what got took away from you !'
I now feel like absolute crap. I really REALLY wanted this year to be special. Leigh had a shit year last year what with his ex, a guy he was dating, losing his house etc etc and i've tried so fucking fucking buggery hard to make it nice and it's all gone down the fucking drain coz of those 2 fucking shits.
*break time*
Well i've gone and had a good cry, kittens were upset and came to see me bless 'em. Thankfully Leigh's up the shops so he hasn't seen this.
I dunno what i want from this thread, chance to rant, chance to cry (must admit that's done me some good). Thanks for listening.
K x
As some of you know i was abused as a kid, and the first time it happened was on Christmas Day, 1974 to be exact, when i was 7. This year i really thought i could deal with it. Got a nice new shiny house to live in, nice new shiny boyfriend, nice new shiny kittens, you get the picture. For once in my crappy, shit riddled life things we're going ok. Sure i've got HIV and manic dep but i'm almost coping with them.
But in Sainsburys', of all places, just walking round and looking at all the excited, and whiney, kids, all those nice 'family units' looking forward to a cosy Christmas, that fuck off wanky shit headed demon decides he'll come and fuck me up for yet another Christmas. 'Hello look what got took away from you !'
I now feel like absolute crap. I really REALLY wanted this year to be special. Leigh had a shit year last year what with his ex, a guy he was dating, losing his house etc etc and i've tried so fucking fucking buggery hard to make it nice and it's all gone down the fucking drain coz of those 2 fucking shits.
*break time*
Well i've gone and had a good cry, kittens were upset and came to see me bless 'em. Thankfully Leigh's up the shops so he hasn't seen this.
I dunno what i want from this thread, chance to rant, chance to cry (must admit that's done me some good). Thanks for listening.
K x