I'm such a pushover, doormat and submissive cuck.
My father is the worst person I personally know. He doesn't hit me or is an alcoholic or anything, so I'm not sure if I'm "allowed" to complain so heavily - after all, it could be much worse. He just has an awful personality. He's aggressively negative about literally everything, he's childish and self centred, bitter and rude, racist and homophobic. He's also funny, can draw very well and has interesting interests, but those good traits just get lost in his negativity and bitterness. What struck me very hard recently and made me want to write this confession was when he told me how women are hugely inferior, how they don't belong anywhere but in the kitchen and aren't good for anything but sex and doing the household, and how the very thing that's destroying the world right now is the fact that women are allowed to be in leading positions. He told me this, very openly and calmly. I'm his daughter. He is still married to my mother, a WOMAN he's supposed to love and respect, and what angered me most was this blatant disrespect towards her that he expressed with those words. I can't get over this. It's bad enough that I hate my dad, but the worst thing about it is that I can't get out of my head how I'm basically 50% him - genetically, at least, but since he also raised me and was very present my whole life, it's inevitable that he influenced huge parts of my personality. And I feel so awful about this. I don't want any part of him to be part of me. I feel like one of those movie protagonists who find out that the villain is their father and now spend the whole movie being like "I don't want to be like my dad". And yeah, they always end up finding out that they aren't and everything is fine, but what if that's the part that only happens in movies?
I kill someone and I do not know where to put the Corp
I've cut myself from my friends because I felt I wasn't deserving of them anymore. They're regular adults with jobs and relationships while I depend solely on my mother when I'm almost 40.
My kidneys are close to failure. And it's all my fault.
I have much anger inside me. It manifests itself by racist rants or prejudice against other countries. It also affected my personal life. I have no friends. I used to but I would get angry over nothing and eventually me and they went on separate ways. I don't want to hurt people physically but I'm a scumbag to others. Maybe it's the lack of sex idk
Married bitches be like wanting the D from me but I ain't down with that.
I wanted punch his fat ass in the fucking face. Disrespectful, self-righteous piece of shit. I won't conform to what his fat, punk ass thinks I am. I will be who I know I am. Fuck the dumb shit.
There's a party in front of my apartment building but it's friday so I can't complain. They're listening to Macarena, JFC. It's not like I wanted to sleep.
All my weight goes into my ass and it looks disproportionate