Is it me...?


Today feels like it's every body be mad and yell at Olivia. My daughter is sick and my boyfriend (her father) gave me a nasty mouthful for being tired. And been up almost every hour for the past week and a half. He hasn't gotten up once with her. My elbow is locked in a 90 degree angle and he's saying I can still do shit. Like I can barely make her a bottle. I asked my mom to take my daughter for a couple hours so I can rest a bit and she said no she has wash to do... like really bitch. Your washer and dryer are in your basement.

It's like no one gives a fuck today.