Same shit diffrent day.

I am so sick of this shit, same thing every fucking night. I go to work for fucking 14 hours a day to make enough money that my family dosn't have to want for anything. And all I get is shit for it. I'm never fucking home, I neglect her. Like I've got a fucking choise on working.

I'm stuck at work untill nine, working my ass off trying to get done and go home, in the mean time my boss is getting drunk. Like I have a fucking say in the matter, yet I'm to blame, I'm out partying instead of at home.

I know she thinks that because he's my brother in-law that I can just come and go as I please, that I don't have to treat it like a normal job, I have slack. But it's isactly the opposite, I have less slack then most people, I have family, I am expected to act accordingly.

So sick of fighting over work, So sick of spending my days missing her, of wanting nothing but to be by her, and then spending my nights tring to make up for doing what I have to do to survive. Spending my nights alone because she is upset and bitter about me working, even though she knows I have no choise, and that I don't do the things she thinks I do on the surface.

I love you... You know that I want nothing other then to be with you.

As of november 1st I am layed off...