saitaina | What part of…

Originally published at Memoirs of a Nobody. You can comment here or there.

I dont’ like/belive in therepy do you assholes not get?!

I should NOT be forced in to attending some crap ass session of bullshit just because YOU say I can. And oh yes, I have a choice, a fucking unbeliveable choice of attenidng, or being evicted from my HOME where I have lived for FIFTEEN FUCKING YEARS, mines the three in fostercare and three in Roseburg.

Such a ‘lovely’ choice that would leave me on the fucking streets or in some homeless shelter because I CANNOT AFFORD TO LIVE ON MY OWN YOU INBRED, NARCASSITIC JERKOFF ASSHOLES!

Some how I doubt pissing me off once a week for the next five monthes is REALLY going to help me control my anger management issues. Seriously.

And considering I haven’t attempted to kill you yet I think I’m doing damn fine and dandy on my anger management issues. And, by the way mis no account, law breaking threapist who needs to get her head out of her ass, you think I’m aggressive NOW? Take a look at my actual history and documented case facts and see what I was ten years ago, before I started working on impuse control and anger management. There are things in there that would write a textbook on impulse and am control problems.

Yes, I still have some issues but what part of ‘working on it via helpful coping techniques and through processes’ goes through your empty head?!

Hell, I’d just like to know what legal right you have to evict me from my own goddamn house, when I am not a ward of the State of Oregon (that ended at eighteen, fuck you ver much), NOR am I a minor in which you can some how gain control of my life.

Yes my mother is a ward of the fucking state of oregon, but my name is Saitaina, NOT Michelle and I see no where in her court papers that that imedietly give YOU control of MY fucking life. I do belive when I turned eighteen the magick fairy bonked me on the head and made me and adult in control of my own person within reason. Now if I get arrested or in some other way awarded to you, then you can fuck with my life, until then, I will be following every legal avenue I can find to tell you to take your orders and shove them up your ass without lube.

I would tell this to your fucking face, but YOU’RE HOLDING MY MOTHER HOSTAGE UNTIL I FUCKING AGREE!

Thankfully I don’t have to speak to any of you assholes as my mother has already agreed for me (another WTF mometn there) and I can tell you all to kiss my ass when I pick her up.

Dear fucking gods above, let it be Febuary soon so this entire drama will be over and these people will stop fucking over my life without my concent…or give me a decent enough attorny to kick their asses into the next century.