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I have some bad news for some of you young people: Getting older doesn't automatically make things better. Now that I'm older (41), I have even more things to hate. I hate how people say, "How are you?" when you meet them in public, because you know they don't really want to know and don't care anyway. I hate it when I feel compelled to say it in return. I hate not being married. I was married for 15 years, and then my husband divorced me. I have been with my "boyfriend" for 10 years. I hate having to call him "my boyfriend" when referring to him. I hate it that he has (3) daughters that we are sure of. I hate how he is so nice to them and so mean to me. I hate how they say they want to find a man like their dad, because they are so wrong. He's closet evil. I hate how he says terrible things to me to make me cry, and then he get mad, I think actually despises me, when I cry. I hate how I love him. I hate that I chose to be with him. I hate that I am sick all the time. I hate how so many parts of my body ache every day. I hate that I don't have the money to go to the doctor and get tests to figure out what is wrong with me. I hate that my son is in prison. I hate how my other son doesn't come around any more since he got a big, fat, ugly atheistic, selfish, unlikeable girlfriend. I hate that he is going to marry her, because she isn't even nice to him; she treats him like he is a child. He's so good to her. I hate living. Nov 26 4:09 PM MST

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I hate the fact that my boyfriend who I have done nothing but love and care for, has been cheating on me. Going to the other girl's house in MY CAR, spending MY MONEY on her, telling her he loves her, wants kids with her and that he's getting his own place in March for them to move in together. And when he gets caught out: "I'm sorry, she meant nothing. I never meant for this to happen." No, course you didnt you piece of shit.
And now he moves out of my flat, leaving me to clean up the mess.
Bastard. Feb 9 10:12 PM MST