The wallet incident of this past weekend has had a rather poor effect on my relationship. I'm moody anyway. I know I'm bipolar. I've really tried to brush the whole thing off as "shit happens," because my life is not bad, and I do have money. And supposedly my wallet is on the way back to me, with my license and my Best Buy rewards card and my BJ's card, so on and so forth. Every once in a while my mind wanders, and I can't help think about it.
I'm self employed, and every dollar I make I work hard for. So for someone to make off with that hurts on more than just a monetary level. It's an insult to how far I've come since the days when I was poor. Aside from that, I just have this anger toward the people who steal from others. And in this case, I can picture them, leaving the party on Saturday in a hurry. And i just want to hurt them. I have visions of running into them at another party and hitting the guy with whatever I can find. A wine bottle, a hammer, whatever.
My girlfriend has had it with my mood swings. She doesn't help. She never shuts up. I feel like no matter what I do she's going to question me about it. But at least she's been staying out of my way lately. I was supposed to meet an old girlfriend this week, and my gf asked me about it, and she asked me one time too many, and I got angry with her. Because I'm just on this short rope. I'm just trying to concentrate on happy thoughts, like my band. I'll feel better when I get my wallet back.
I'm self employed, and every dollar I make I work hard for. So for someone to make off with that hurts on more than just a monetary level. It's an insult to how far I've come since the days when I was poor. Aside from that, I just have this anger toward the people who steal from others. And in this case, I can picture them, leaving the party on Saturday in a hurry. And i just want to hurt them. I have visions of running into them at another party and hitting the guy with whatever I can find. A wine bottle, a hammer, whatever.
My girlfriend has had it with my mood swings. She doesn't help. She never shuts up. I feel like no matter what I do she's going to question me about it. But at least she's been staying out of my way lately. I was supposed to meet an old girlfriend this week, and my gf asked me about it, and she asked me one time too many, and I got angry with her. Because I'm just on this short rope. I'm just trying to concentrate on happy thoughts, like my band. I'll feel better when I get my wallet back.