Dear SPD, (Sensory Processing Disorder)
Today you were WAY out of line. At my WORK? You showed up at my workplace and made me cry in front of my BOSS. MY FUCKING BOSS.
This is it. You no longer have the right to think you have me like that. Oh, no, you don't.
And for those times you made me be so irritated and distracted at the sounds around me instead of focusing on what I needed to do, and then my crazy hateful reaction I gave to the innocent people around me made people mad at me. Guess what? That weight is yours to carry now. You won't be hindering me anymore.
Those times people around me just thought I was a bitch, that was your fault too. I won't take responsibility for that.
I know how to handle and control my self. It's your stupid and irrational affect you crash on my emotions that make me feel weak. But I am not accepting you in my brain anymore. You cannot and are not allowed to make me feel weak, anymore. I am now going to banish you from that place. You are not a key holder there anymore.
And I am going to take some primal rage out on your ass, right now, if you think about sticking around. You'd better hope you run as far away from me as possible, because if you darken my door again, your ass. is. mine.
I will cut you.
I will make Charlie Manson look like someone who collects pound puppies and has heart pajamas.
You know what the worst part about you is?
That you aren't wanted. And yet you show up.
And without calling first.
You are an annoying pest.
You are a shitty friend, I'll tell you that! You spread chaos and misery where ever your heart beats.
So from now on, if you show up and think you are going to ruin my day, you'd better pack a lunch, fucker. Because I'll take you down everytime.
I know that you think you can try, but next time, bitch, you'd better bet your nasty ass that I won't be the one crying.
Eat shit and die,
Jamie
For those of you who want to know what Misophonia, a part of the Sensory bitchface punk I just told where to shove it, feels like, please watch these videos. XoXo :)
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