This is today. This is Tuesday October 2nd, 2007.
I have been so incredibly stressed out all day, due mainly to my family and their total lack of ability to trust me and my levels of responsibility. My nan especially seems to think that I am a total failure. Which I am not. I am only a little bit of a failure :-/
She also seems to presume that I am completely incapable of organising a piss up in a brewery, let alone my mothers funeral.
The cantankerous old bat hardly even knows me, for fucks sake. All our conversations revolve around the niceties and the weather, her T.V. schedule and her numerous aches and pains.
I have tried to explain to her on many occasions why I drink tea without milk, refuse to go to McDonald's and why I have an unhealthy phobia of social situations. But you try explaining the principals of veganism, capitalism and mental illness to a geriatric philistine. Then maybe you'll know how I feel.
Once mums funeral is over, that is it. I want nothing more to do with C.O.B.* She does nothing but make me feel small, stupid and worthless, and to be honest, my already somewhat fragile self-esteem can't really cope with that.
*Cantankerous Old Bat.
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