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Showing posts with label ill. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ill. Show all posts
Saturday, 19 October 2013
The top ten ways to tell if you are a bunny boiler.......
10. Fatal Attraction is you all time favourite film and you've watched it 20 times and taken notes down each time.
9. You set up anonymous accounts so to stalk your ex or victim as we like to call them on every form of social media available
8. You start stalking not only your victim but all the family too including the children.
7. You contact members of the extended family and friends of your victim, crying and whaling down the phone with pleas of "I don't understand, what did I do wrong"
6. You pretend to text your victim as some one else, and start bestowing the virtues of why you are so wonderful.
5. You pretend you are pregnant and then you pretend you have had an abortion for the sake of "his family"
4. You spend months trying to convince your victim you really were pregnant and you have "proof" if only he'd acknowledge you.
3. You try to convince your victims partner that actually he's an arsehole and that she would be better off without him.
2. You send threats to your victims partner and when that doesn't work you send her abuse constantly over a period of months and then start pretending that something is still going on with the victim in the hope to cause trouble or to try break down their relationship and destroy their family and their children's lives
But the number one reason you know you are a bunny boiler is
1. You send naked pictures and videos of yourself fingering yourself in the bathroom mirror 4 months after your victim has left you and has made no contact with you. Not once but a few times and for the life of me I can't understand why you would do that....my only guess is that in some screwed world you really think there is some sort of relationship still going on with the victim even though he has made no attempt to contact you or has any desire to, save for getting you off his phone bill.
FUBAR is all I can say totally FUBAR
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Monday, 11 April 2011
She's done it to me again !!!
Ok it maybe a bit of a rant post so if you don't fancy it I'd navigate away asap. So being single has it pitfalls as you may imagine and mine are suppose to being cushioned by my mother. Well she at least gives me something else to focus my aggravation on. This weekend though really topped the biscuit in taking the pee out off me, and proves that for her, I am just a convenient distraction from her facing her own messed up life and her own personal Eastenders plot.
Last Monday I woke up with a raging sore throat and a blocked up nose. Fine no problem I can cope with a cold and I seriously don't expect lots of sympathy. The first thing my mother said to me on hearing my rough throat was "trust you to get ill before I am going away for the weekend". At which point I am thinking to myself "yes of course Mum all I wanted to do was get ill to put a dampener on your weekend". Then I get an email later on in the week basically having a go out me being ill, blaming me for my step dad for being an arse and inferring that we are all trying to ruin her life, plus having a quick pop at my teenage daughter by saying "well this will give her a chance to step up abit won't it" is it any wonder that as a teenager we didn't have a very good relationship". Again I do the grown up thing and ignore this email as her just spouting off. But she has managed to get up my nose anyway even with my best efforts not to let her get to me.
All weekend she has been in Amsterdam, all week she's known I am not well and on my own looking after myself and the 3 kids. She's been to the sex museum, visited several cafes and done the red light district. I know this not because she took the time to phone me and check how I am, or that she has emailed me to tell me she is ok, no I know this because I have been talking to one of the people she is away with on facebook chat. No she didn't even try to contact me this way either. This is suppose to be the person I rely on, can turn to in my hour of need, my stalwart in the face of the adversity that I am going to face over the next few months.
Oh well I suppose I shouldn't be surprised, its just a good reminder as to why I thought I'd be ok if I moved away from her 74miles and why I would rather stay here than move back down to London.
Ok ranting over normal posting will resume shortly.
Last Monday I woke up with a raging sore throat and a blocked up nose. Fine no problem I can cope with a cold and I seriously don't expect lots of sympathy. The first thing my mother said to me on hearing my rough throat was "trust you to get ill before I am going away for the weekend". At which point I am thinking to myself "yes of course Mum all I wanted to do was get ill to put a dampener on your weekend". Then I get an email later on in the week basically having a go out me being ill, blaming me for my step dad for being an arse and inferring that we are all trying to ruin her life, plus having a quick pop at my teenage daughter by saying "well this will give her a chance to step up abit won't it" is it any wonder that as a teenager we didn't have a very good relationship". Again I do the grown up thing and ignore this email as her just spouting off. But she has managed to get up my nose anyway even with my best efforts not to let her get to me.
All weekend she has been in Amsterdam, all week she's known I am not well and on my own looking after myself and the 3 kids. She's been to the sex museum, visited several cafes and done the red light district. I know this not because she took the time to phone me and check how I am, or that she has emailed me to tell me she is ok, no I know this because I have been talking to one of the people she is away with on facebook chat. No she didn't even try to contact me this way either. This is suppose to be the person I rely on, can turn to in my hour of need, my stalwart in the face of the adversity that I am going to face over the next few months.
Oh well I suppose I shouldn't be surprised, its just a good reminder as to why I thought I'd be ok if I moved away from her 74miles and why I would rather stay here than move back down to London.
Ok ranting over normal posting will resume shortly.
Thursday, 11 February 2010
This is why mum's can't get ill !
I admit defeat I can barely lift my head of the sofa..The boys are doing their best not to drive me to mad but I am on my own with them and I am struggling. HELP !! I am spending this whole time feeling gruesome also feeling guilty. Piles of washing up and dirty floors are floating round and round in my head. I feel like I am letting the entire family down by being ill. How do these women who do nothing for their families and children cope with the guilt or they just as heartless as they come across. I hate having to think about me, just spoke to mum and she's have you done this have you taken that and the boys will be alright stop worrying. Because she is seeing it from her mum point of view. Her baby is not feeling well, never mind the fact her baby has 3 babies of her own that need me to be fit and healthy. I think all mothers should be issued HazChem suits for looking after their children so they always stay bug free no matter what horrible things their children bring home from school or nursery and to top it all off I think my brain has melted with watching too much Tigger and Pooh.
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