by, 19-Jan-2015 at 20:53 (1571 Views)
My life recently had been pretty good. In fact it was going great.
Keyword there was.
Over the weekend I worked doing inventory at a local retail store, and may have even landed a job there.
The stupid bullshit that is my life happened while I was working. So my Dad who has this fucking awful habit of snooping in my damned bedroom. I have a stash of both baby and adult diapers, I keep them in seperate places. So Saturday while I was working my ass off, the piece of shit that I call my Dad decided to fucking snoop where he doesn't belong once again. I came home after working about 7 hours and being rather tired from counting stock, only to find my room ransacked.
My clothes? Sitting in a fucking garbage bag by the door.
My baby diaper stash? In the trash.
My self worth? Down the fucking drain.
The worst part is that the ass fuck is CONVINCED that I have them because of some bladder problem. This is not the fucking case. I generally wear diapers for sexual pleasure, and for the occasional night time accident. The asshole is fucking CONVINCED that we're going to have some big talk about this 'problem'.
The ONLY goddamn PROBLEM is his fucking snooping. I am utterly sick and tired of my privacy being violated, I am sick and tired of having everything I've come to enjoy in life ripped away from me by this alcoholic life sucking fucking leech.