Aggravated.... And fed up

Who cares about Tiffany?
Who cares that I didn't sign up for this?
Tired. Depressed. Foolish. Angry. Unappreciated.

But it doesn't matter. I just have to pretend everything is ok. Apparently I am only allowed one emotion, happy.

Well here is some news for the world... I am human! I have emotions! I feel pain! I can't deal with everything that is on my plate. But who cares?

I did not ask for all these pets. Although I love them. I protested most of them. You bring them home and I have to take care of them. AND while you sleep and get a good nights rest I am awake feeling like shit. Im in pain and it's my job to deal with your dog dragging me because she needs to go out. You can't seem to do anything you say. And I'm left to clean, cook, take care of all the finances. While taking care of all the animals unless I jump your ass to help me. Then if you do anything without me saying you want a damn parade! WTF.

Can't wait for my little vacation. Even though right this minute I'm wondering if I can go because I don't know if my house can be run without me.

Complete bs!!!!!!! Aaaaaaahhhhhhhh