Today, I’m about to lose my marbles. I can’t speak up because I need to keep the peace, but if I don’t it’s gonna enrage me to the point where I explode, so I’m essentially teetering on a wall with shit on one side and fire on the other. FML. Just FML. FML
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Fall
Dead leaves, the first cold of the season and an umbrella flipped inside out: fall, the season of grace.
Today, the most important aspect of my day is to keep my head on my shoulders and not explode. FML
Today, I either have to shit my brains out on the hour every hour like clockwork, or stop taking my medicine and go back to suffering debilitating PTSD. Regardless, I’m spending half of my day locked in a small space and unable to live freely. FML
Today, I'm thinking of quitting the awesome job I love with coworkers I adore, because I keep fucking up every part of my job, making them pick up the pieces and correct my failures. They don't deserve this. FML
Today, I have a stutter that gets worse with stress. We got a new supervisor today and the first thing she said to me was, “Either spit it out or write it in an email, for fuck's sake!” I’m now so scared of her, I go almost mute if we’re in the same room. FML
Today, my fire alarm startled me so badly that I shat myself. FML
Today, I have to take medicine that gives me painful, violent farts. Tomorrow, I have to either get fired or go work in an office that's dead silent. How silent? Last week I heard my coworker drop a paperclip, three desks away. FML
Today, I'm constipated AND having diarrhea at the same time. It feels like I'm going to explode. FML
Today, I’m trying to avoid yet another psych ward admission, but my anxiety is so bad that I’m constantly on the verge of a panic attack, and my depression is to the point where I’m tempted to stab myself in the neck with every sharp object I see. FML
Today, I found myself cussing out the next dipshit fucked in the head enough to open its bitch mouth and mumble to itself about how I was the newest main stressor of it’s bitch-fit of a day. Taking into account the pathetic aspect of “rubbing it in” I then proceeded to cuss out the next person who got in my way. FML
Today, I came home in an awful mood, and grumbled to my wife that sometimes I want to strangle my boss. My wife regularly screams up and down the house over the most minor shit, but apparently this upset her so much that she took the kids to her mom's, and is demanding I get anger management. FML
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GoogieWithers 25
We may need more details to help you or take the mickey. It is anonymous. What's the worst that can happen?
Yudith 28
Do you know the good thing about Anonymous? It's that when you're anonymous, we can't know who you are. You can write everything you want and we might be pissed off at your bigotry, but the most we can do is write comments under your post because we don't know who you are!
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poopface82 25
If I were you, I’d walk up to your wife, who’s probably my ex-wife, demand a divorce and move back home with those kids.
Yudith 28
Do you know the good thing about Anonymous? It's that when you're anonymous, we can't know who you are. You can write everything you want and we might be pissed off at your bigotry, but the most we can do is write comments under your post because we don't know who you are!
GoogieWithers 25
We may need more details to help you or take the mickey. It is anonymous. What's the worst that can happen?