So I ran out of diapers last weekend. Does that make me automatically retarded? It was in honest mistake in judgment, yes, but did have to come to this. Really. I don’t like people who talk too much. This about my father’s girlfriend. She really likes Skyler and I don’t mind letting her see her. I just don’t like her all the time. So I ran out of diapers and I use one of her washcloths to at least hold the fort until my father got of from work (she doesn’t live near a bus line and I can’t drive). Understandably, she gets upset. Then she tell her friends or what have you that I’m trifling and retarded. Now, I’m pretty much an agreeable person but I would wait till I’m out of earshot to speak my mind about someone. Now I’m upset. . .
I don’t like how she “speaks her mind.” She has no tact. “Being a new mother is no excuse,” she says. But until I’m living under my own roof with my own rules, I have to endure. If I was a different person, she wouldn’t see Skyler again. But I’m nice like that.
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