You're the Splinter in Me.

Angry post is angry.

I'm pissed at that guy for being unable to act civilly towards me after he's had a few drinks.  I say two words in conversation and he acts like I've demanded for the world.  Pissed at the fact that he's a total hypocrite.  Pissed at the fact my coat smells like freaking Red Bull because drunky toppled his can of it.  Pissed because right now all I want is my friend back, but he can't seem to realize that I act how I act because that's the way I am and not because I'm still his annoying girlfriend.  My personality hasn't changed, you're just being a jerk and underestimating my ability to put my feelings aside and make an attempt at repairing a friendship.  Pissed that he still affects me like he does.

I'm mad at my dad for being so unbelievably overbearing and restrictive.  It's rare that I go out at night and stay out past midnight (I'm such an old lady at 21 ... not to mention all my friends being in town together only happens once or twice a year) so when he calls me when I'm already on the way home telling me I've pushed my limits too far and he was being generous when I had to stay out late to volunteer the week prior I find it incredibly ridiculous.  I'm nearly 22, I have a university degree because I studied hard and never gave up on it, I work hard at my job and excel in it, I'm in the process of applying to grad schools, I'm respectful, I never drink to get drunk (anymore), what more do you want?!

I'm angry at all the people who still act awkwardly around me months or years after we've had an issue.  I'm not the most talkative person, preferring to listen most of the time, but I cannot stand when people give me the silent treatment or barely respond to my attempts at conversation.  I've extended my olive branch, the least you could do is accept it.  I know I'm not the easiest person to talk to, but when I'm actually trying to speak with you, that's a big deal.  So grow the fuck up.

Frustrated that life is still kicking me down.  Give me a fucking break.  It's been six months of misery because of heartbreak, rejection, unexpected obstacles, and loss.  I'm trying so hard to keep my head above water so quit it with the stupid storms or whatever fucking sea monsters that are pulling me back down.

Most of all I'm furious with myself for still caring about that douchey fucker who couldn't give a shit about me.

(Not my most eloquent, but I'm so done with this shit.)