I can't anymore

Laughter, mocking the fact that I worked in nurseries when, as a matter of fact, the school we were talking about WASN'T A FUCKING NURSERY.
I worked at a primary school, with year 5s and she acts like she doesn’t know, she never fucking cares or gives a fucking shit about me, laughs at every single fucking thing about my life and expects me to fucking laugh along with her.
Because of this economy and the fact that I'm a supply TA, I can't even move out. I'm at her mercy and I hate it.
Too often, I think that I'd rather die than be torn mentally.
The longer I stay, the more brutal and careless her insults become. They're like shards of glass stabbed into my skin.
I'd like to say I have tough skin, I don't react when she says anything. But i hate it, I hate her when she opens her fucking mouth.
Every single time.
I need to disappear.

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anonymous Relationships April 06, 2026 at 8:22 am 0 0