Stupid Question 8
Last night, The Annoyance insisted upon coming into my bedroom to smoke a cigarette. As she sat down on my bed, Crackhead screamed for her to wait because she was about to sit on a razor blade. She stood back up for him to grab it, and gave me one of those looks.
Today, as I was walking out the door to go hang out with Gay David, she called me in her room. She told me to sit down so she could ask me a question. I told her I had to go and asked if it could wait. No, of course not — It’s “really important.” Okay, what is it?
“Are you doing coke?”
No fucking way did she just ask me that. I told her that she’s fucking retarded for even thinking it — Coke is disgusting and I have never and will never touch it. She says the only reason she asked is because of the razor blade…
…Nevermind the fact that I was locked up in the psych ward 4 months ago for slicing my arm from wrist to elbow. I couldn’t possibly be so stupid to cut myself — I MUST BE DOING DRUGS!
It’s amazing what people think instead of what should be more obvious isn’t it? I had one of those questions over something not so obvious I suppose. My mother thought I was doing drugs because I was staying out till 2 am with a friend. What we were actually doing was hanging out at the local Tim Hortons drinking hot chocolate and just cruising around singing out the windows. I think it’s more common that if there’s something they don’t think is right it’s automatically drugs. (your kitty is adorable by the way! and I love his name).
I hate that parents just automagically think the worst of us, even though we’ve more than proven that drugs clearly aren’t our thing.
Thanks! I love him – He’s named after the Sublime song.
My parents never thought that about me. They were more worried that I was social enough. I guess that’s the least of my worries compared to what you are going through.
I hope things work out.
You’re lucky, haha. My parents never worried about that at all — Now I get mistaken for a mute all the time. :s
so what?if some people has such an opinion about you that means they don’t know you very well and don’t deserve to be your friends…..you should not care about of what others says
I’m not talking about friends – The Annoyance is my mother. I don’t care what anyone thinks about me, but my mother harping on me about it is pretty bunk. /eyeroll
i really like the way the text is written
… u realised something bad… but u surely know how to speak it out
Thank you, dear.