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Boxes + Frustration And Walking Away
Nov. 4th, 2009 05:26 pmShort version: Lara pitched a tantrum.
Little Details: B told me he took all the boxes from his old bedroom up to the attic. I was like 0.o how did you do that? Yesterday, he tried to pick one up and it was pretty painful. So he left them all where they were. And he was like, I took a couple percs so I wasn't feeling it.
And I was like YOU ARE A FUCKING IDIOT! If it hurts - DON'T DO IT! You want to re-break some bones, maybe? This is the boy who says he's afraid to go snowboarding for fear he might further damage his head - a valid reason - snowboarding is pretty dangerous -
When those pills wear off, he is going to be absofuckinglutely miserable and I don't even fucking care, this is his own fault.
I know that he doesn't really remember being in the hospital, and that he barely even remembers his first few days at home. So maybe, maybe he doesn't really understand just how badly he was hurt and how incredibly lucky he was. I know he knows he's lucky he didn't die. I don't think he gets how lucky he is that he wasn't permanently damaged. This goes beyond what I was mad about before, all the drugs and drinking. This is just... deliberate stupidity of another kind entirely. He could have really hurt himself. Maybe, he did really hurt himself. He probably did. Does he not want his body to get back to normal?
Am I a bitch because I freak out and yell at him when he does stupid shit to himself?
I just... don't understand what's going on with him. Or me, really. I'm just... over the edge, right now.
Little Details: B told me he took all the boxes from his old bedroom up to the attic. I was like 0.o how did you do that? Yesterday, he tried to pick one up and it was pretty painful. So he left them all where they were. And he was like, I took a couple percs so I wasn't feeling it.
And I was like YOU ARE A FUCKING IDIOT! If it hurts - DON'T DO IT! You want to re-break some bones, maybe? This is the boy who says he's afraid to go snowboarding for fear he might further damage his head - a valid reason - snowboarding is pretty dangerous -
When those pills wear off, he is going to be absofuckinglutely miserable and I don't even fucking care, this is his own fault.
I know that he doesn't really remember being in the hospital, and that he barely even remembers his first few days at home. So maybe, maybe he doesn't really understand just how badly he was hurt and how incredibly lucky he was. I know he knows he's lucky he didn't die. I don't think he gets how lucky he is that he wasn't permanently damaged. This goes beyond what I was mad about before, all the drugs and drinking. This is just... deliberate stupidity of another kind entirely. He could have really hurt himself. Maybe, he did really hurt himself. He probably did. Does he not want his body to get back to normal?
Am I a bitch because I freak out and yell at him when he does stupid shit to himself?
I just... don't understand what's going on with him. Or me, really. I'm just... over the edge, right now.
