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Oof…. quite honestly I'm glad my mom has never tried to enact those sorts of rules concerning tech…
Oof…. quite honestly I'm glad my mom has never tried to enact those sorts of rules concerning tech…
Clean your toothbrush. Seriously every time you want the tv just brush your teeth. You are cleaning something and she can’t tell you not to. Problem kinda solved.
My mom keeps trying to implement those rules but she always ends up giving up on them after a week. Just like how she gives up on our education and expects us to simply teach ourselves after only a week of effort
Clean your toothbrush. Seriously every time you want the tv just brush your teeth. You are cleaning something and she can’t tell you not to. Problem kinda solved.
That kinda doesn't work… honestly I would go with cleaning the bathroom sink, or doing a load of dishes, it's a quick job and doesn't take much effort, and you can listen to music while doing both.
So music doesn’t count as electronics?
Clean your toothbrush. Seriously every time you want the tv just brush your teeth. You are cleaning something and she can’t tell you not to. Problem kinda solved.
That kinda doesn't work… honestly I would go with cleaning the bathroom sink, or doing a load of dishes, it's a quick job and doesn't take much effort, and you can listen to music while doing both.
My mom designated 4 things that she wants us to do. We have to do one of them to be able to watch TV, even though I few of them are once a week type things, like laundry. I’m not going to laundry everyday, so I can really only use that once, maybe twice a week if I really push it, and that’s the only thing that’s actually my mess, my problem. I hate up after other people.
Uhm… any way you could negotiate with her, to do things like washing your own dishes, and laundry and claening, (deep cleaning) your own room, (if you have one) and then doing a weekly chore once every few weeks, (have it on rotation with your other siblings capable of doing said chore, EG: Cleaning the bathroom)
Ugh I have mosquitobites everywhere this is so annoying
my mom was watching a comedy thing and the guy said "i'd be okay with having a gay son, it's like finding a french fry in your onion rings. like 'oh, well not what i expected, but i like these too" and my gay rejected ass was sitting Right There and i feel like crying now
Aw, YK, that sucks. I really hope things will get easier for you soon…
also what movie was that? Cause I feel like I have heard that quote recently but I can't remember where…
Aw, YK, that sucks. I really hope things will get easier for you soon…
also what movie was that? Cause I feel like I have heard that quote recently but I can't remember where…
haha they won't. i have to wait another yr until i turn 18
it was standup comedy
Oh.
I wish the best for you YK!!
thx y'all <3
I have realized that if I came out to my parents they would probably not be surprised
Well that's good isn't it.
I actually got those from my pinterest too: https://www.pinterest.com/lizziegalileo/
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I actually got those from my pinterest too: https://www.pinterest.com/lizziegalileo/
pleasefollowhahahaihavenofriendsI followed you!
Me too!
as did i!
I just spent like four hours completely organizing my writing board so you better.
Also I followed you all back. 🙃
Also whoever Luna Solace is OH MY GOD YOU READ MAGNUS CHASE. Me too.
I’m Luna Solace! MAGNUS CHASE IS MY FAVORITE BOOK SERIES EVER!!! (You probably already know that though 😆)
i followed one of your boards (i'm @ hollow-boned)
I filled out a character sheet but I made it myself for one of the character discussions and…
This is my personality…
Quiet, though with some people can talk about random stuff forever, reserved, observation, a mess, depressed, socially anxious, dark minded, nice though sometimes not perceived that way, smart?, Low self-esteem and no self confidence (no confidence at all actually), hates socializing
I am a left handed self deprecating depressed being who thinks nothing of themself…
My immature, childish self: Wait, you're left-handed? I always thought being left-handed was wicked cool. I've tried and failed to teach myself to be ambidextrous many a times, just so I could do stuff with my left hand.
My mature(questionable), sarcastic, depressing and altogether more boring self: Fam, edit that question mark off the post, and you forgot amazing, creative, clever, humorous, wonderful humanoid on the list of traits ;)
To preface this, I love my boyfriend. But he pulled some shit today. We were video chatting, like we do frequently. As I mentioned earlier, my mom put up some new summer rules about using our devices and whatever. I had been using my iPad anyway, but I decide to go ahead and comply and do my laundry, so I was folding it while we talked. Then I had to hang up for dinner. I told him after dinner we were going to go buy new earbuds, and he said to text him when I got back home. We were out for a little longer than I expected, but I got back in enough time for us to continue talking. I open my new earbuds, excited to have them while we talked. I text him. Nothing. I text again. No reply. I’m an anxious person, and my mind like to fill in the blanks based on what it knows, and then pick the worst possible outcome and decide it’s reality. My boyfriend has a history of depression and things associated. So after a while, despite my work to keep it from happening, I start to come up with the worst possible scenarios. He finally texts me back. He fell asleep, which I suspected he might have on accident. But turns out he deliberately took melatonin in order to do so, meaning he did it on purpose but didn’t think to inform me before he fell asleep, despite knowing full well that I will worry. He sends me another message on Hangouts saying he couldn’t call again and he’d tell me why tomorrow. This likely means that something happened in the approximately two hours I was gone, but like usual, he was going to be cryptic and evasive with the information. Now I’m upset because I was looking forward to talking to him, I was excited to use my new earbuds, I did my laundry so we could talk, and then because he didn’t tell me that he was going to sleep even though it was planned and despite knowing that I could get really worried. Makes me wonder if he listens when I tell him things. Makes me wonder if he got so worked up over whatever it is that he couldn’t be bothered to send a simple text message. That he doesn’t trust me. That maybe he doesn’t remember or care enough to remember what I’ve told him. But I’ll just have to wait until tomorrow to talk to him.
I get being angry at someone for not understanding your situation but in that case give him the chance to explain himself. If his reason isn't good enough then you can decide if you want to be mad at him.
i followed one of your boards (i'm @ hollow-boned)
I’m Luna Solace! MAGNUS CHASE IS MY FAVORITE BOOK SERIES EVER!!! (You probably already know that though 😆)
I followed you both
I get being angry at someone for not understanding your situation but in that case give him the chance to explain himself. If his reason isn't good enough then you can decide if you want to be mad at him.
Yeah I agree. He probably should've sent you a message before taking the melatonin, though, but then again you don't know what happened in those two hours. I think he has the right to decide he needs to sleep if something bad happened. Also, I don't think he's being evasive or doesn't trust ya. He probably just needs time alone to himself to think or calm down before telling others.
Here's my vent because I have nowhere else to type it! Yay me!
In my life, I am constantly either underestimated or held to the highest possible standards, mostly by my parents. My mom just came into my room yelling about how my grade has dropped to a B in one class, oH nO, hOw DaRe HeR dAuGhTeR bE aNyThInG lEsS tHaN pErFeCt, how can she EVER bear to know she's been such a TERRIBLE parent, she's raised a SIMPLY AVERAGE CHILD, et cetera, et cetera. Never mind that she just forced me to LEAVE THE COUNTRY THE WEEK BEFORE FINALS for reasons I won't go into too much cause that would take like three paragraphs of context, and that I have been doing about five extracurriculars and been on the honor roll every semester since middle school, AND I'm dealing with a whole lot of things in my life falling apart (which, again, would take three more paragraphs of context) AND SHE KNEW I WAS STRESSED ABOUT THEM, she just CANNOT have a child with a B in one class, oh the tragedy, oh the horror. And she doesn't even bother to think that maybe I'M disappointed in myself too??? She knows that I've had a really big perfectionist complex all my life, which makes me feel really insecure because I can never BE perfect and that kills me to just think about, but all she does is make it worse by making me feel like I need to be the perfect daughter in the first place. I'm so mad and I'm really sorry for ranting and disturbing you all but with all the crap I've been going through in the last month a B in one class is the least of my worries.
It's not disturbing us at all! That's what this is for. I don't have any advice, so sorry about that but someone else probably does shrugs
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