The Poorly Staged Production of a Drama Queen: What We Arrived Home To.
Let me set the stage of what happened upon returning from my SECRET ASSIGNMENT; that I can only say a little about and show some photos of. I walked into a near freezing house. I immediately went into the bedroom with the thermostat and checked it. The settings on it were turned to the lowest possible setting. Next room I pass was the bathroom, which I will describe below; and then to the bedroom of the over acting, nearly comatose, supposed intended VICTIM. Lying nude, half covered by a thin cloth blanket, the bed covered in human waste of all kind both her and her shit and piss. Moaning and groaning in real pain as well as purposely over acting pain.
The scene is set, the actors and the DRAMA QUEEN are in place. This is my everyday life people I don’t make this up. Let me pause to say this, I will break one RULE here on my blog just this once to mention ONE other DRAMA QUEEN who is famous sort of; and who was FRIENDS with THIS DRAMA QUEEN. The DRAMA QUEEN whom I will only mention once is none other than “GRIMLENA” OF G.L.O.W. (GORGEOUS LADIES OF WRESTLING) FAME. She was a roommate of mine, and a friend as said of this DRAMA QUEEN. The thing I think that was supposed to happen was, we would get home and find the DRAMA QUEEN near death we would panic and there would be a big scene and she would feel special again. That didn’t happen. Instead we got her up, got her dressed and took her to the hospital. She was then left in the care of the nurses and doctors. She was in diabetic shock and almost near sugar coma. I AM considering this a SUICIDE ATTEMPT. The DRAMA QUEEN knew about when we said we would return, but we returned early which for her was lucky. SHE did this on purpose and I am going to make sure it both EFFECTS AND AFFECTS HER. I AM DISGUSTED WITH IT ALL AFTER 28+ YEARS I’VE KNOWN HER, THIS IS THE END. HER NAME IN MY BLOG IS NOW “WOMAN HITLER” AN ACRONYM FOR “MOTHER-IN-LAW”.
We’re not sure of when she downed 8 or 10 cans of Mountain Dew all at once. Her blood sugar was at 516. She has gone so high before she pegged the meter at over 700. She is now in surgery to drain some of the crap from her foot. You suffer from your own diseases in your little made up world.
I’ve mentioned her by that name “WOMAN HITLER” I think before in my blog and on fedbook. BUT she now knows to whom I am referring to as she reads my blog. I was not going to go into detail about what the rest of the scene looked like, but I will to show what we live with on a daily basis. Think of the worse gas station bathroom you can think of, the one with the crap in the toilet. With shit smeared on the walls and floor and the stink from hell. My bathroom was turned into that scene with the shit and crap all over the place and the house reeking and smelling worse than any OUTHOUSE. As I am writing this the house still has a lingering odor of it still. I AM TIRED of having to ENDURE ALL THIS SHIT in my life just to do so damn little, and being forced to live this way for nothing. I get away from the CRAP for a few days and the CRAP multiplies. THIS PAST MONTH HAS BEEN MOUTAINS AND VALLEYS AT THE SAME TIME, OR BETTER YET LIFE IS “BI-POLAR”, both extreme highs and crashing lows at once, good and bad.
The EPA HEARING, come home a dead bricked computer. SECRET ASSIGNMENT, come home to the scene described above. Thinking about it maybe I should stop coming home. This scene can be best described as such; “There appears to have been a badly constructed PITY PARTY by an overacting DRAMA QUEEN”. A poorly ATTEMPTED SUICIDE, in a way I almost wish the SUICIDE ATTEMPT had of succeeded because I COULD BE FREE of that BURDEN and get on with REBUILDING; Which is what I’m doing all my life anyway, CONSTANTLY REINVENTING myself daily, day after day.
Back to “WOMAN HITLER “ for the moment, I say she was over acting because she was fighting us the whole time trying to stop us from getting her to the hospital. She was purposefully putting her feet down when we got her in the wheel chair trying to stop me from getting her to the car. Fighting me from getting her into the car. As well as fighting the attendants at the hospital. She wanted everyone to not do what we did and do what she wanted well it isn’t going to work that way this time. No one is going to wait on you hand and foot and cater to your every whim. SORRY that boat sailed and you jumped overboard.
What kind of parent would put their child through this kind of hell? What kind of person would be so shallow as to stage a production of this magnitude and for what in the long run? The only thing this did was push her daughter farther away and bring about more resentment from the rest of the house. And anyone who says this is in any way our fault look at the damn facts. If my wife and I can’t get away for a weekend every now and again because this DRAMA QUEEN can’t be a fucking adult, then there is something seriously wrong with the DRAMA QUEEN, and she needs help that we can’t give her so she needs to be in a home or an institute. My wife and I hadn’t been away together in almost 18 years. We leave for 1 weekend and this. THAT IS CALLED BEING A SELFISH CUNT. ANYONE who sides with the DRAMA QUEEN is WRONG on this and I don’t need to talk to you.
I’ll keep this one short as I am stressed beyond belief right now. I am planning out what I am going to do in the meantime STAY TUNED.
Troll Niftus has taken over my studio and recorded this rant for anyone who would like to hear it read to them, go check it out.