I am tired of being blamed

I am so tired of being blamed for everything. And the worst part is the blaming is behind my back, but I always find out about it. It is so hard to hang around people I used to know because of the stories they have been told. Plus the fact is that they are only hearing one side of the story and won't even take the time to hear the other side.
I am tired of being blamed for the house being dirty. It is said that I just come home and sit down like today. Well were they told that I worked 10 hours today while the other party was given the day off. And guess what the other party did all day. Played on the x box.
I am tired of being blamed that that person has to work two jobs. Well has he told anyone that one job only gives him 25 hours a week and the other gives him 15. That equals a standard 40 hour work week.
I am tired of being blamed for being so far behind in bills. I am working my butt off to try to get caught up. On average I work 55 hours a week. I am tired and exhausted and wish I could spend more time with my family.
I am tired of being blamed for why we didn't pay a "person" back yet. Well was it told that I first paid the rent and electricity so my kids had a roof over their heads. And grocery shopping so they have food in their bellies.
I am tired of being blamed for not being able to spend time together. Well was it said that I stayed up and waited only to have the other party decide to go to a bar without calling anybody. Or that a night both were free, I was told the other party would rather go to a party then be married to me.
I am tired of being yelled at for sleeping on the couch. I have explained that I sleep on the couch because it hurts to much to sleep in bed. I want so badly to be held. Instead I sleep alone on my side of the bed, while the other party sleeps as far away from me as possible. So really should it matter if I am in the bed or not when we already sleep 2 feet away from each other. Then being told if I slept in the bed things would be different. While I have been in the bed for the last for nights. and except for last night(when I was jumped on and tried to get sex out of me) not one hand has been laid on me. When asked I was told it was because it was uncomfortable to lay like that. Really, you can't even give me 5 mins of holding me. I am starving for affection.
Maybe I shouldn't care about what is being said, but it really affects me that people look down on me because of the lies coming out of one persons mouth.
I am fortunate that we have a friend in common that doesn't believe all the bull shit. She listens to my side of the story. And unlike all the other so called friends, she believes me about all the bull shit going on. This person makes everyone else believe that he is mister perfect and I am just being one big bitch. I hate it when I find out about another story that has been told about me. I want to yell at these people to open their fuckin eyes. You are being fed spoon fulls of bull shit and you like it.
I can't wait for the day I don't have to go through this anymore. If I stay strong and determined I will be able to do it.
That's all my ranting for tonight.
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