Grudge

 

My Mikey, I love you

∞ • π³ + 1

 

Now I see what’s happening.

Because my family members keep saying that I can stay but "Laurie has to go", I’m being judged and presumed guilty, even though I leave with my spouse.

So this is how it’s to be?  All because we fought first?

Did I make you stuff your pockets full of pills and walk away, leaving me to wonder what the fuck was going on?  And now you want to blame ME for everything?!!!!!

You didn’t shoulder SHIT alone, you spoiled rotten brat!

I’ve been by your side every day since you arrived, aside from one or two trips to Austin and the times we were in jail.  And you handle things alone?  Ok, I guess you’re telling me that I AM invisible?!!!!  Well , fuck that!  I’m not, goddamnit.

Someday, after I’m probably dead, you’ll realize that I was, indeed, on YOUR side in things.

It so happens that I love you more than anyone else on this planet, and I resent that just because I’m afforded an opportunity that you’re not, even though I DENY THE OPPORTUNITIES BECAUSE THEY DON’T INCLUDE YOU, I’m to blame, anyway, and you’re left alone.

I’ve suffered for you, too.  You’re NOT Jesus, shouldering the whole world’s burden, so get down off your cross.

Now, we need to go to the SSA and change our address again.  Then, we need to get our asses in to see the doctors again.  It’s not Vozza-Zeid, who listened, but it’s the best I can do.  Do you understand?  THE BEST I CAN DO!  Don’t you fucking DARE be like Nanny and remind me that my best just isn’t good enough, when you’re always jumping ME for saying it, too!

I love you.  Come to your damn senses.

Your Jack