I was ready to open up with all batteries on this Tiny Mix Tapes request:
The four girls who were my best friends for the past eight years, aka half of my life announced a few months ago that they hate the way I am. Basically I learned that for the past 3 years they've thought that I’m a horrible, rude, angry, defensive asshole who acts like the world is against her, have always put down others' opinions, that it's always "I’m right you're wrong fuck you", and that I practically strangle anyone who makes a joke. They said that I don't respect others' opinions. That really scared me. If that's the aura I’d been putting out, which I really hope it wasn't, I was very worried. If they'd been noticing it for three whole years, and been talking about me, the horrible rude insensitive bitch cunt, between themselves for that entire time, shouldn't I be wondering why they waited so long to tell me?Until I got to this part, which kind of hit a nerve because a sister of one of my son's friends committed suicide last week:
I began seriously considering suicide, so that I wouldn't have to subject any more nice, pleasant people to my horrendous self.
But they think I’m doing it on purpose for attention, and that it's my own bad attitude that's making me feel this way.
So I've been wanting to make a fresh start, since my best boy friend who for some reason actually likes me talked me out of a bottle of aspirin. And my heart needs to heal.
So instead of a mocking 'Oh, woe is me!' rant like I was all wound up to do, I'll just say this:
Your 'friends' are toxic. Find new ones. Fast.
I've cracked on tinymixtapes.com before (here and here), but occasionally I see some really good requests:
- My friends only listen to ska music. I need some rock and roll with horns to placate them for car rides.
- CLEANING A BASEMENT AFTER BEING BIT BY A SPIDER AND THINKING TO MYSELF, WHY THE HELL DID I BUY ALL THIS STUFF IN THE FIRST PLACE? I MEAN REALLY, I CONTINUE TO SAY TO MYSELF, WHO NEEDS A UKULELE WHEN YOU CAN'T EVEN PLAY ONE? OH, ME.
- I've found several old mix tapes in glove compartments and things lately. Each of these tapes has songs on them that I distinctly remember liking when I was younger. However, now that I'm older, I wouldn't admit to liking these songs. I need a mix of songs you remember liking years ago, but can no longer admit to ever having liked them...for the sake of your musical ego. Serendipitous link of the day: Right Thinking Girl.
- Music for drinking on a porch on a summer Thursday afternoon. I wonder if that would be adaptable for "drinking in a garage on a summer Friday night?"
- Songs for picking your license out of the broken glass surrounding what used to be your first car. (Make me forget that a cracked-out naked woman just demolished my freedom)
- A mix for carol who didn't wear her goggles and now she doesn't need them... apparently her high school chemistry class used highly dangerous chemicals that ate her eyes...
- i need a mixtape for people to leave my party. I find that "Party's over, all y'all get out!" works pretty well in my neighborhood.
- the wife has agreed to stay home and watch the kids, while i go play poker with the fellas. i need a tape to play poker to.
- And, last but not least, for the husband who thinks his darling wife is home with the kids while he plays poker. music to get naughty too...
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