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2:26 p.m. - 2008-05-28 So I read this other diary here, actually a couple and it is freaky how much I have and still feel the same things they do. I feel lonely a lot, I hate it, I want soooo much, and it seems the more I want the less I get. I went out Friday night with P. She came by the house so my daughter could baby-sit her daughter. So I could either drive myself or ride with her, but her daughter was just going to stay the night. My husband was already pissy that I was going with her, he doesn�t trust me, thinks I will try to hook up with some guy. So he said he would come up there after work, so I called him before we left my house to make sure he was going to come to the club. He says he will. I ride with P. I am having a pretty good night, P is not really paying attention to me, but we were there with lots of other people so I am just chatting up whoever I can. But about 12:30 P asks were hubby is, I had no idea, so she texts him. 1 am comes around and P is all like where the fuck is your husband. So I am starting to feel like a big nasty third wheel, and I try to call my hubby, I can barely hear him and he says something about a mudhole, or some shit. So I am starting to get pissed, I decide I don�t want to be pissed I was having a good night. P keeps giving me a look, like I am not taking you all the way home, and she is worried about getting laid. Thanks a lot P, I feel so wanted and loved. So my hubby shows up at 1:40 or so, and I am pissed. He went to another club, in another town. Didn�t call before he left to go, and claimed there was no reception at the club. What a Fucker! If I had done that shit he would kill me. So I did tell him about his dumb self in the car. I just can�t believe how crappy he and P made me feel, like I was in their way, like I was a burden. Then Saturday night, I had to take my daughter to P�s house to baby-sit again. And we picked up some pizza, on the way home my hubby tells me he is going to go over to a friends house about an hour away and ride 4 wheelers. Cool with me, he said he wanted me to go, but I had to stay with my son and his friend. Now understand he didn�t try real hard to make it work out for me to go. So I let him go off, now he has a small truck, and his 4 wheeler barely fits in the back and it was raining. He tells me he won�t stay out too long. I wake up at 2 am and he isn�t home yet, I get my cell phone and he had left a text message at 12:10 that said he was fine, are we. Now to me that means he is good and on the way home. So I try to call, and I get no answer. So I wait a few and try again and again and again and again, until about 3 am. I try to go back to sleep and my heart is beating so fast and making my chest hurt that I can�t. I try to read so I won�t sit and imagine all the bad things that could be happening to him, that doesn�t work either. At 3:30 he calls. I was so pissed, I was glad he was okay, but what the FUCK! Why didn�t he make sure I knew where he was and what time I should expect him. I started to cry and scream, I just couldn�t believe he did that shit again. I said Thanks a lot and hung up on him. I laid in bed and cried so hard I was shaking and couldn�t breath, I felt so unimportant and useless. Stupid Ass! So I am so sick of people! And here is a song I am loving right now: Artist: Katy Perry This was never the way I planned
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