Come rant or rage Aries

The Cancer board has a thread for their fellow moodies to vent all their crazy moodiness out on when they're having a shit day. Perhaps a safe place for Aries to vent or fume off over whatever has caused our blood to boil is a good idea too. It could save some of us who hit send on those raging emails or messages a lot of regret if we blow off our steam here -- in an understanding environment -- and then we can calm down and think about how to rationally handle situations with the help of our fellow Aries who would like to help us handle communication with others in a more peaceful manner.
What you think guys?
I think: Get your rant on here! It could be way less destructive (as long as we don't take our shit out on other Aries on here. We will only be trying to help afterall)

We don't really have rantings or ravings here. We are generally helping people up rather than pushing them down.

All i see, is a bunch of poems and music videos?

Right, I'm Using this thread for it's intended purpose. I'm having One of those days where I feel like it's me against the world and I'm not getting any support with my point of views and it's just got to the point where I've kept my mouth shut long enough again and can't do it any more.

I've come away with my family -- to the family's vacation house -- for the next month. I'm the eldest of four kids, I used to have my own room in the house but now, because my brother and sister have got married and had kids, I've been put in some hole on the side of the house, next to my parents room. Fucking thin walls -- I've heard their bed banging against the wall, I've walked in on them fooling around on the couch -- fucking awkward.... When I got here I got told by my sister in law I can't stay in my old room because her kids are sleeping in there. I then sent my dad a message asking if he minds if I sleep in the room next door to his and he said he'd prefer if I didn't because then he wouldn't have any privacy with my mom. So I asked where the hell I was supposed to sleep. He told me in the garage! I wouldn't mind staying there if it were comfortable and at least looked like more than a tool shed and store room. I got told if if I want it to look nice then I must go and buy the shit myself. Then I threw a bit of a tantrum saying I wanted a turn to stay in the nice room next year and got told that it accommodates two people, not one. Then there's the transport. My sister and her husband have been given one car to use for the holiday and my brother has claimed the other one and when I've said I want to use it he's bitched about it being his gas in the car. So basically -- I'm shoved in the garage-- which is a total hole-- and basically have been told I will never get to have a turn with the nice place unless I have a husband to sleep next to me at night. And I can't usethe car either. I'm expected to just fucking follow suit and do what everyone else wants to do and not even think about doing what I want to do.
I was totally over it today and fucking snapped at everyone, my parents included because it's completely unfair. My mother called me a selfish spinster who doesn't know how to share and told me I'm psychotic! My sister (after asking her if I can use the car they're using to go and buy a jumper because I was cold, and got told no by her husband) told me I have anger issues and my brother kicked me out the car after I told his kid to stop whining.

Umm... Sorry, but how the fuck am I supposed to feel after I've been told repeatedly since we got here last week that
A) there's no place for me anymore ?
B) where i am and what I want to do is an inconvenience to everyone else?
C) get shoved to the side and treated like I'm the runt of the family?
D) get told no by people who don't even own what they're saying no to me for?
E) I shouldn't expect to be treated the same as my brother and sister until I come home with a husband and kids?
F) I'm selfish, ungrateful and don't know how to share when I'm the only one not getting to do anything I want to do or have a turn with a car or the nice rooms?

What the fuck? And then when I flip out because I'm not getting support from anyone my mother tells me I'm psychotic and my sister tells me I need anger management.

A part of me feels like a spooky brat for whinging when I should be happy I have a roof over my head and the opportunity to come to such a beautiful place, but when I get shoved aside and don't get to do anything I want to, I begin feeling like I'm being treated like I'm worth less just because I don't have add ons. I feel it's fucking unfair and the fact that my dad won't even tell my brother off for kicking me out the car, leaving me to walk home, has made me even madder. Then when I tell him it's a bit fucking hard keeping my emotions together when it's me against the world everyday by myself, he throws it up in my face that I'm single by choice and that if I want the support, I should hang my mind and get married! What the fuck!!!!!
It's like I'm not worthy of support or being taken seriously until I come home with a husband and kids. Until such a time, I will get treated like a kid.

I am now sitting in my 'room' so as to not be an inconvenience to anyone by opening my mouth or doing anything because everything I do just seems to be wrong!

What do you guys think? How can I be accept more responsibility for what's happened? Do I have a right to be upset? Am I being over sensitive? Am I rightfully angry? Am I being unreasonably difficult?

@scorchedearth:
Thanks for taking the time to read that long winded message! I'm feeling better today. My dad told my bro off yesterday for kicking me out the car -- i think... I heard my dad talking to him, mention my name and then they started arguing -- then told my mom that's if that's the attitude my bro wants to have then he can rent a car next time.

Also, my dad hired someone to clean the garage up and he's put in some decent couches, and other furniture and appliances for me to use while I'm in here.... Bless him. I love having a Leo for a dad. They really do make the best dads! He infuriates me sometimes but in general, I'll throw my tantrum, he'll stubbornly stick to his point of view during the argument but sooner or later he always comes round and supports me. I just need to fight for it sometimes.

My bro is not speaking to me... But who gives a fuck about that right now. He's the youngest of all of us and he has the biggest mouth on him and really doesn't respect women at all. If he's gonna be a c*nt about shit just cuz I'm a chick, then I'm gonna be a bitch about getting respect out of him. You should hear how he speaks to his girlfriend sometimes. Demanding she do all these different things for him because my grandmother ran such a tight operation for my grandfather. He literally thinks women were put on this planet to serve men! Unhinges my brain!

I'm quite stubborn when it comes to that sort of attitude and that's the exact attitude that's kept me out of marriage and relationships. I enjoy being 'out of control' of men. My life is my own and won't be dominated into submission by any man. Staying uncontrollable is up there on my priority list with keeping my freedom!

You know what really grinds my gears?? People who think they are better than others, people who are so hypocritical and so immature they think their shits don't stink and when someone makes one little mistake they jump on it like ravenous mosquitos hungry for something to cluck about because they have nothing BETTER in their lives to do than sit around and judge others.

They sit on their high horse like they have never done anything wrong in their entire lives. Well I won't feel too bad when they rot in their boring lives. It has to be if they need to nose and concern themselves in other peoples business. Then talking behind peoples back about it. They never directly talk to the person it concerns about it. NO they just act like chicken shiiits and talk about it behind peoples back and when that person enters the room they look at each other and snicker and give each other the look like they know better. What are we in elementary school??

I also HATE this passive agressive bullshit stuff. Are we not mature adults? Can we not communicate things like adults anymore— How long ago did you graduate high school? Are you still mentally in it? Grow the FUUUCCK UP!

People really piss me the fuck off.

Haha hell yeah!

Loving this vent/rant board 🙂

I live with my fianc? and his mother...(I can rant for days about this topic, so everybody prepare for the fire that is about to be unleashed upon the internet).

WHY do I get called white trash, a slut, a BITCH, and other words I wouldn't repeat simply for speaking a TINY piece of my mind?! I can be as polite and respectful as ever, but still get treated like shit. I'm SICK to death of coming home to find my groceries all eaten up before I've even had the chance to touch them.

His mother is disabled (NOT crippled, NOT bed-ridden, NOT incapable of taking care of herself) but just has some minor back problems. YET she sits at the apartment, watching TV and she keeps the air down at 60 degrees or below (mind you this causes the bill to become larger and SHE does not pay a dime for the electricity and never has). Anyway, she sits at the apartment and waits for one of us to bring her food, or cigarettes, and complains when she doesn't have what she needs. SHE'S NOT EVEN FIFTY YEARS OLD, YET AND SHE SHOULD BE TAKING CARE OF HERSELF BECAUSE SHE IS A GROWN ASS WOMAN. but no, she is a lazy slob who would rather make her son miserable by trying to control his life when he is 25 years old and should already have moved out years ago.

Granted, I have been disappointed in my fianc?s lack of effort to get the F out of living with her. I have been killing myself, physically, financially, mentally, AND emotionally trying to get him to move out. BUT he just doesn't have initiative. We cant even make noise while we have sex....takes the fun out of it just a bit.

She HATES me and uses her energy attempting to make my life miserable...simply because she's trying to make me break it off with her son so she can go back to controlling his life. He isn't a momma's boy. In fact he HATES the way she treats him and is desperate to get out. He asserts himself toward her, but not enough. She berates him and calls him a liar for no reason, then expects me to keep secrets from him...

I'm going up for some air I may resume this bitch fest momentarily.

Let it all out girl. Let it all out. It will make you feel better 🙂