I've had enough

So I'm in a lousy mood again. I'm getting tired of it. I decided that I'm going to lay down and have a sleep. Maybe that will help. Well the phone rings and big surprise it was Sara. She snaps me "where is my molasses?". I said oh I'm sorry I lent it to Aunt Wille. She freaks........she is trying to make bread and she is half way through and needs it. I've f&*king had it. I'm tired of being snapped at. I wouldn't talk to my mother like that yet I let my own daughters talk to me that way. Sara is nasty and has been nasty for some time and I'm suppose to just sit by and let her act like that with me. I'm suppose to be ready to babysit at a moments notice and I'm not suppose to complain about how I feel. Well they can go to hell. I'm gonna complain if I feel like shit and I'm not babysitting at a moments notice anymore. And Jess, I know you're reading this so please.........when I'm ticked at you I'll tell you. Stop thinking that I'm in a bad mood cuz of you. when its cuz of you I'll let you know.