Tables turned

I'm at work on my break. There is a guy near me eating who is making an occasional sound. Not being annoying. Just occasional noises that come from eating.

I flash back to being a kid and me doing the same as this guy. Chewing with mouth closed, occasional noises tho. One of my abusive cuntrag sisters would go and make exaggerated smacking sounds as I'd attempt to eat. Just to hurt my feelings and put me down.

When I hear the word "mon juh" or whatever the hell way it's spelled, j flash back to my mother. She heard that line off the movie Precious when she was making her eat the pigs feet. My mother would say this shit to me at supper when I'd be eating and my sister who was a grown fucking adult would be refusing. Young teen me doing nothing and being told 50000 times "mon juh"

I hate my family and wish I had real people. By that I mean people who aren't fucking garbage.

I got out of my life that resembled Shameless. I'm the only one out of any of them who works. I'm the only one doing anything in his life. I'm the only one out of any of them, and they all had it easier than me. I will never get it.

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anonymous Relationships June 29, 2026 at 11:51 am 0 1