...I don't hold crutches.
They break everything on purrpose
So a bit of background here, I am fully dependent on my carer. Where he goes, I go. What he eats, I have to eat too. And because of that, if he wants to eat the wrong thing, I suffer.
I have no control over what he feeds us and I can't always tolerate the foods he likes. If he eats food that is too spicy, I yell at him. Like a lot. I've even made him cry a few times. But the thing is, I can't control myself. Every time I talk, it is shit for everyone in my vicinity, especially him. That's why I need him as a carer. I really tried to not give him shit for a couple weeks by not talking at all but he thought it was so bad that I did that he took me to the doctor to force me to keep giving out instead of bottling it all up.
I don't know what to do. I'm literally the end point of his digestive system. Am I the asshole?
He ignores all my comments
Son of a beach.
And the sheep goes "You herd me!"
I’m sorry for all the shit you have to deal with
Next time you see a group of people, yell "hey asshole" and they will all look.
Does it mean you rectum?
We would be full of shit.
Back in college, a friend, upon being offered my excuse for something long since forgotten, started replying "Excuses are like assholes..."
I interrupted her with "If you don't have one, you get stuck with shit you don't want."
My finest college moment.
it's bumming me out
My wife called me an asshole , I called her an elbow. She laughed and said,"That's dumb!". I looked her in the eye and said, "I can get along without an elbow, a hell of a lot better than you can without, an asshole". She smiled - that's all a man needs, I love that woman.
