So stressed out, need to vent

[FTWChick]

This place is basically dead, but I'll talk to empty cyberspace anyway. I feel so stressed out lately I swear I'll give myself an ulcer. Every time I get too stressed out and/or tired I end up sick. So I ended up with pneumonia for two whole weeks, and I'm still not completely over it. About a week into it I was so miserable I was practically begging my mom to go to the doctor, but she wanted to wait a few more days. So by the time I actually went and they x-rayed my lungs and all that, the doctor threatened that if I didn't start getting better within 24 hours to call back and he was going to hospitalize me. Thankfully I starting getting better though. I didn't get much sleep for that two weeks with all my coughing, and anyone who knows me well, knows I get cranky when I'm deprived of sleep. So I've been tired and bitchy and worn out. And my brother has been being a royal ass the whole time. Laying in bed running a fever all achy and everything, and he wouldn't even run downstairs for some Ibuprofen for me. Anyhow, anyone who has laid in bed for a couple weeks all by yourself knows you get lonely with no company. So after I start getting better I was hanging out in my brother's room for a while before bed. So I go get ready for bed, then remember I left the NCIS DVDs in his room and went to go get them so I could lay in bed and watch them. But I get in the hallway and they're strewn all over the place because he didn't want them left in his room and opened the door and threw them across the hallway, and it's a big hallway. That majorly pissed me off; first, they're not mine, they're mom's, and second, you DO NOT throw NCIS DVDs across the house. I could murder for that. I went and gave him crap for it, but only because Kelsey was at the house too. If she hadn't been here I wouldn't have said anything about it. Reason being that it's not safe to confront my brother on ANYTHING unless you feel like getting the shit beat out of you. I hate that I have to stay at the house alone with him, because he runs everything. I stay in my room and ignore him because if I piss him off, which isn't hard to do, his temper goes out of control and fists start flying. Or he decides to destroy something of mine, or whatever. I hate having to carry the responsibility of being in charge of the house while the parents are gone, but having absolutely no authority and no way to control what his destructive ass does. I just don't know how much more I can put up with. I still don't feel 100% better, still tired and worn out from being so sick so long, and I feel entirely socially deprived. The only girl friend I have to hang out with is about as entertaining as an office stapler, if that, and the two guys I ever hang out or talk with both like me so I have to monitor my own behavior around them and be careful of everything I say. I think I'm in serious need of a "party crowd" that I can call up when I'm bored out of my mind and need to have some aimless fun. Anyone care to volunteer to sign up?

So if you actually read all that and made it this far, thanks for the ear... or eyes rather I guess. I just really needed to spout some steam. Don't really think I feel any better yet though. Thank God for music. Free therapy..... Oh, wait a minute, all I need is some bubble wrap, that should do the trick!!!

[MoshiChan]

My response, you.... me... going out sometime.