That your a failure... The LML told me today that I couldn't make it on my own. That before he came along and SAVED me, my mother took care of me. Who""
knew I was such a leach on people.
A failure at life. One that must be told what to do, how to do it, etc. An idiot...
He's a "bullshitter" as he calls it. Whatever sounds good is the name of the game with him. He says he loves me, I'm the love of his life. If this is true why does he say such mean horrible things? What is the truth, what's a lie, what's a little of both?
On my birthday he told me we were going out for a surprise birthday dinner. I didn't believe him. After 4 birthdays and going on 5 years I've learned not to believe 75% of what comes out of his mouth. When his friend came over, we were talking. He kept telling him to leave and spend sometime with me. NO NO NO that wouldn't do he had work to do. As I told his friend... I've learned not to believe what he says. The surprise was more that he kept his word.
Yesterday I made some simple curtains for the Kitchen window and re-vamped a boughten sheer panel to let some light in the the gloomy "rats nest" I can't call home.
He's still sick, but well enough to play his CLASH OF CLANS!!!
Personally I feel awful, but no doctor will listen and I don't care anymore. How is that for a great Christian attitude. OH of which I have one of those according to the LML.
My give a damn is about busted...
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