Why Are Men Like This - Blog Posts

When you tell a man that he was being rude and you say to him “you didn’t have to yell at me” or something to that effect and he responds with “That wasn’t me yelling. Me yelling is much worse than that/You don’t wanna see me actually yelling/I can be much louder and scarier if I wanted to.”

Like… congratulations?? Are you bragging about that?? Is this supposed to make me feel better???

I'm so fcking angry right now I can just cry. So yesterday I was scanning something on the scanner we have on school and this stupid boy just comes in and starts clicking around my settings, saying things like: 'I can show you how to do it faster.'

I tried to tell him that I don't need help and that I'm fine if he'll just let me do my work, it would be over in like, five or six minutes. But he physically restrained me from the scanner and I couldn't do anything since I didn't want the scanner to damage and my art was still in there.

So he just BARGES IN, makes some 'adjustments' on the scanner (that I had already SET TO WHAT I NEEDED TO DO) and then just... Scans it. And afterwards he pushes my notebook on me and is like:'Now, If you don't mind, I want to scan some of my own work.'

There were already other people in the line behind us, and I didn't want to slow them down, so I just sat in the chair in front of the office, thinking I will just wait, until the other people are finished.

But wouldn't you know it, the guy CAME TO ME and started STANDING IN FRONT OF ME. literally just standing there (in front of my legs so I couldn't get up unless I wanted to kick him) and smiling stupidly at me the whole time. As if he actually helped me or something.

And when the other people were finished, I pushed him off and tried to walk back to the scanner, but he physically blocked the way so I couldn't get through. I felt so weak and exhausted, I just left. And ten minutes later, the school was ending and I had to catch my train home, so I didn't have time to scan the stuff after school.

And today, I'm sick at home and so I tought I would do some work on my laptop, but for that I need the scans and OF COURSE THEY'RE FUCKING WRONG.

I just want to punch a hole through the wall (I'm a skinny little girl and if I did that, I would probably break all my bones)

Crying rn

Kevin, I just want you to know that I HATE YOU with a burning passion and if You were on fire and I had a glass of water, I would drink it.