Ah Bipolar Disorder, how wonderful would my life be if I didn't have it. Bi Polar disorder is characterized as periods of depression interspersed with periods of Mania.
So what is a day like for a person with Bi-polar well that all depends there are two types of Bipolar disorder I could go into full detail about that but I am not going to. On days that I am depressed there seems to be different levels to my depression. There are days I can function do what I need to do but I just can't find any joy in anything. There are days that it is excruciatingly hard to get out of bed because my body just doesn't want to move. This is where my problems with alcohol come in these are the days I want a drink so bad because I want the pain to stop.
On the days I am Manic watch the hell out. I am energized, wired, almost hyper. I talk fast, I move quickly, I run around trying to get everything done. Cook, clean, run around, do my errands I have been putting off, go out with the kids. I am euphoric almost happy. I don't sleep, I hardly eat and sometimes have to be reminded to eat but I am really not hungry.
So how does this effect my kids?
Well, my kids see me in my ups and downs and I think sometimes it makes them feel a little confused they never know which mood mommy will be in on any given day.
It can be confusing for them and they don't always understand. Sometimes I think that they think it's their fault that mommy is having a hard time. It's not of course but, as they are so young they don't understand. I have tried to reassure them that it's not their fault that mommy just has bad days.
How does this affect my marriage?
Well it makes things harder as sometimes my husband doesn't understand that same days are just bad for me and I need to take it easy. I get accused of not caring and not wanting to spend time with him. Sex is few and far between because I just have no interest. This makes him frustrated. He doesn't know which mood I will be in either. Sometimes I am angry and it gets directed at him. Tempers wear thin between us both and it leads to fighting.
Life isn't easy when you have Bi Polar disorder the ups and the downs can leave those around you with whip lash. With a little patients and understanding from those around you it can be a little easier. Relationships however are tested and strained when those around you don't understand or want you to be different.
Saturday, January 26, 2013
Friday, January 25, 2013
An Open Letter
Dear you,
Yes you, I am talking to you mom's the ones that have mental illnesses. Those that feel like they need to be perfect, those of you that are so stressed out you don't know what to do with yourselves. I am talking to you.
Stop being so hard on yourself. *snort* okay that was horrible to say cause what I am going to write some letter that is going to be so insperational that all your problems are just going to go away. Right cause I am just that good. Nah let's get sierous here for a moment. I know what you are going through maybe not your indivdual situation but I know. I am there, right now ready to pull my hair out, I am right there trying to hold it all together well inside you are falling apart. I know what you are going through and you arn't alone.
People like to tell us to get help, or to stop being so... so us because they don't know how to handle it don't know how to give you support the way you need and most of us are to scared or stubborn to tell them how they can help or hell we may not even know until they do something that helps.
This is hard enough to deal with when you don't have kids but we are moms, we have a child(ren) so there is someone depending on us. This makes everything so much worse because all we want to do is be everything for our child(ren) but some times we just can't. I can't tell you how many days I have been unable to be there fully for my children. I have spent some days where all I can do is the basic necessities but everything else is just to much and I hate myself for it. Somedays I look in the mirror and I hate myself with a passion because I am not who I want to be.
"Well if you don't want to be that way make a change" that isn't easy, and somedays I don't feel like it's worth it to try because dealing with mental illness isn't just oh here I will get pills and be fine because for some that may work but for others it doesn't battling mental illness is always an on going process.
The other night I attended a support group for sexual abuse/assault survivors I go every week and one girl said "What's the point in trying, we are always going to be damaged, always going to have issues for the rest of our lives it seems like all we do is fight and fight to heal and we make a little progress and then we are right back where we started or worse off then we were before what's the point?" I realized then that I was right there with her and I hadn't known that until she said it that I feel that exact same way too. What is the point? For the rest of my life I will have flash backs and nightmares for the rest of my life what I went through will taint my life because of lasting physical and psychological scars. "It gets better" at least that is what we are told but when does it get better? When will I be able to look at the world and not be scared to death that something like that will happen again or worse yet to my daughter. Does it get better? Truly better? "Only time can tell" I am sick of putting in so much time it's been 6 years, 6 years I have been fighting and trying to get to a place where I am not so messed up in the head and god damnit I am tired, I am so tired.
It's not easy, no... not easy at all. We try so hard to push through our lives but are we really there? Can we enjoy it fully? I don't know, I don't think I am there. I get discourged, because just when I think I can start enjoying my life again something happens and I am thrown right back into the middle of the pain.
Do we keep fighting? Do we spend our lives fighting and never being able to relax? I don't know if I can do that can you?
People like to tell us to get help, or to stop being so... so us because they don't know how to handle it don't know how to give you support the way you need and most of us are to scared or stubborn to tell them how they can help or hell we may not even know until they do something that helps.
This is hard enough to deal with when you don't have kids but we are moms, we have a child(ren) so there is someone depending on us. This makes everything so much worse because all we want to do is be everything for our child(ren) but some times we just can't. I can't tell you how many days I have been unable to be there fully for my children. I have spent some days where all I can do is the basic necessities but everything else is just to much and I hate myself for it. Somedays I look in the mirror and I hate myself with a passion because I am not who I want to be.
"Well if you don't want to be that way make a change" that isn't easy, and somedays I don't feel like it's worth it to try because dealing with mental illness isn't just oh here I will get pills and be fine because for some that may work but for others it doesn't battling mental illness is always an on going process.
The other night I attended a support group for sexual abuse/assault survivors I go every week and one girl said "What's the point in trying, we are always going to be damaged, always going to have issues for the rest of our lives it seems like all we do is fight and fight to heal and we make a little progress and then we are right back where we started or worse off then we were before what's the point?" I realized then that I was right there with her and I hadn't known that until she said it that I feel that exact same way too. What is the point? For the rest of my life I will have flash backs and nightmares for the rest of my life what I went through will taint my life because of lasting physical and psychological scars. "It gets better" at least that is what we are told but when does it get better? When will I be able to look at the world and not be scared to death that something like that will happen again or worse yet to my daughter. Does it get better? Truly better? "Only time can tell" I am sick of putting in so much time it's been 6 years, 6 years I have been fighting and trying to get to a place where I am not so messed up in the head and god damnit I am tired, I am so tired.
It's not easy, no... not easy at all. We try so hard to push through our lives but are we really there? Can we enjoy it fully? I don't know, I don't think I am there. I get discourged, because just when I think I can start enjoying my life again something happens and I am thrown right back into the middle of the pain.
Do we keep fighting? Do we spend our lives fighting and never being able to relax? I don't know if I can do that can you?
Sunday, December 23, 2012
AVM's cleaning tips
#2 Have a baby that crawls? Stick a dry swiffer pad on there stomach and watch the floor get swept up!
#3 Marker, pen, or something random that your not quiet sure what it is? If it doesn't come off with a Mr. Clean Magic eraser it probably isn't coming off... I recommend either buying the really expensive white paint or just give your kid white finger paints and let them have at. You get white walls they get to finger paint win win right? Oh but you can try Dirty Jobs lime green alien piss looking cleaning stuff that works great too.
#4- Craft supplies can be a bitch to organize this is where I love the dollar store. Dollar General sells little baskets and I can get 3 for a dollar they are small and fit in a drawer then you can put your craft supplies where you need to and see them at the same time. They have small ones and long ones think of it a a silver wear tray for your craft supplies.
#5. Hey guys did you know, there is nothing sexier then a man who does the dishes or laundry. Help your woman and you will probably get a blow job and/or laid. Ladies, don't be above bribery I know I'm not!
#6 When cleaning if you come a crossed something that is broken or you don't need anymore get rid of it! I know this is a novel concept but some people can't let shit go and it just creates clutter. Don't keep it for a yard sale put it in a box and take it to goodwill or salvation army or your local womans shelter and get rid of it. Or put it in the trash if it isn't something some can use. This goes for toys too I go through their toys and get rid of shit a couple times a year cause half the shit is either broken or they don't play with it anymore.
#8 Boxes, I love to hate boxes but they have their uses. I have used a box to store all my kids movies, boxes for storing toys in boxes to store seasonal cloths. You can get cloth boxes for use on shelves to store things. Boxes to organize my spices and various other non-perishable food items. Boxes to organize my beauty supplies by type of supply so that everything is in one spot. But boxes can be a pain in the ass. Put to much stuff in it or if things are to heavy they fall apart on you. Yes I love to hate boxes.
#9 Don't dry dust! This just spreads the dust into the air for it to settle somewhere else. Plus you inhale that shit *gag* always use a wet cloth to dust. You really don't need any of those "dusting" products out there. A clean damp cloth works great.
#10 Have fun while you clean, if you have fun dancing around singing at the top of your lungs or turn it into a game for yourself you're more likely to 1. Do it 2. Do it well 3. Do it again.
Friday, December 21, 2012
Eye care for the little ones
You know what I hate... glasses for kids... you know why I hate them... because they are not indestructible.
My son is 4 years old and he wears glasses see -->
Cute little bugger but let's talk eye doctors. His first appointment went fantastic he loved all the different things there this was a lot better then most of his doctors appointments go. They told us he needed glasses that he has horrible vision and astigmatism in one eye. Luckily we have insurance right? Wrong they told us it would be three months to get him a pair of glasses because we have the state insurance. So we bought a pair, 60 bucks I was excited this included the lenses and everything score one for the mommy and they were in an awesome blue color that he loved. In the meantime we ordered a pair of glasses with the insurance and got them 3 months later. So an hour after his appointment my little man walks out with glasses on his face. Now we were warned that he may not want to wear them all the time blah blah blah he took right to them I was thrilled this was one fight I got to avoid. So last month little man had another appointment this time they wanted to dilate my 4 year old's eyes. This was not fun it took three of us to hold him down to get the drops in his eyes and then he was miserable for hours after. Turns out he had worse vision then they thought. Now originally they only gave him half the prescription well this time around they told me the prescription was double what they had originally thought and that if his vision was any worse he would be legally blind. So I thought okay they still have the 60 dollar pair of glasses I'm good I can afford this and we will order a second pair from the insurance (I will get to why this is important in a min) well turns out insurance only covers 1 pair of glasses a year for kids and his glasses needed to be special ordered it would be almost 200 bucks. WOAH 200 bucks? I can't afford that! My mother in law however found him a place that ordered his glasses for 70 bucks thankfully.
Now why do I keep mentioning a second pair. For people that don't have kids or don't have more then one kid. Little kids break things and when one child has something the other kid wants it in the worst possible way. My 2 year old wants her brothers glasses and she likes to rip them off his face randomly then she twists them and breaks them and I end up spending more money every few weeks to fix them. So a 60 dollar pair of glasses has cost me well over 200 in the past 6 months. So a second pair lets me hold off getting the other pair fixed until I have a little money well now I can't afford that second pair... So far she hasn't broken this set but my mother in law was smart she got the super flexible glasses these do not make them impervious to little toddler hands but it does make them a little harder to break.
Now comes the fun part, you know glasses get dirty all those little finger prints not to mention mud, food, and sticky crap get on the lenses and that is almost a certainty with a young kid that there will be something on his glasses. He wont let me clean them.... like really kid let me just let me clean them up a little you will see better but no... I am not allowed to clean them anyone else can but not mommy. I don't get it. What the hell gives?
All in all having kids that need glasses at a young age sucks... and I hate it. But don't tell him that he loves his glasses cause he can see better.
Cute little bugger but let's talk eye doctors. His first appointment went fantastic he loved all the different things there this was a lot better then most of his doctors appointments go. They told us he needed glasses that he has horrible vision and astigmatism in one eye. Luckily we have insurance right? Wrong they told us it would be three months to get him a pair of glasses because we have the state insurance. So we bought a pair, 60 bucks I was excited this included the lenses and everything score one for the mommy and they were in an awesome blue color that he loved. In the meantime we ordered a pair of glasses with the insurance and got them 3 months later. So an hour after his appointment my little man walks out with glasses on his face. Now we were warned that he may not want to wear them all the time blah blah blah he took right to them I was thrilled this was one fight I got to avoid. So last month little man had another appointment this time they wanted to dilate my 4 year old's eyes. This was not fun it took three of us to hold him down to get the drops in his eyes and then he was miserable for hours after. Turns out he had worse vision then they thought. Now originally they only gave him half the prescription well this time around they told me the prescription was double what they had originally thought and that if his vision was any worse he would be legally blind. So I thought okay they still have the 60 dollar pair of glasses I'm good I can afford this and we will order a second pair from the insurance (I will get to why this is important in a min) well turns out insurance only covers 1 pair of glasses a year for kids and his glasses needed to be special ordered it would be almost 200 bucks. WOAH 200 bucks? I can't afford that! My mother in law however found him a place that ordered his glasses for 70 bucks thankfully.
Now why do I keep mentioning a second pair. For people that don't have kids or don't have more then one kid. Little kids break things and when one child has something the other kid wants it in the worst possible way. My 2 year old wants her brothers glasses and she likes to rip them off his face randomly then she twists them and breaks them and I end up spending more money every few weeks to fix them. So a 60 dollar pair of glasses has cost me well over 200 in the past 6 months. So a second pair lets me hold off getting the other pair fixed until I have a little money well now I can't afford that second pair... So far she hasn't broken this set but my mother in law was smart she got the super flexible glasses these do not make them impervious to little toddler hands but it does make them a little harder to break.
Now comes the fun part, you know glasses get dirty all those little finger prints not to mention mud, food, and sticky crap get on the lenses and that is almost a certainty with a young kid that there will be something on his glasses. He wont let me clean them.... like really kid let me just let me clean them up a little you will see better but no... I am not allowed to clean them anyone else can but not mommy. I don't get it. What the hell gives?
All in all having kids that need glasses at a young age sucks... and I hate it. But don't tell him that he loves his glasses cause he can see better.
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Does anyone hear me?
This is a tell all kinda deal. See not much is known about how Military Sexual Trauma or MST is handled in the Military maybe if a enough people know about my experience they can stand up and make sure that other victims and survivors get better treatment.
In the Military there are two kinds of reporting. There is you Restricted and Unrestricted reporting. The basic definition of each has been explained on my face book page before but here is another brief explanation. Restricted means that a victim receives medical and mental health care but there is no charges, chain of command is left out of the loop, and the attacker gets away with it scot free. Unrestricted means there is a report filed with the military police and a case is opened evidence is collected, chain of command is notified, mental and medical treatments are made available as well.
Now on to my tell all. I waited a month to report what happened to me. It was never explained the different ways to report rape so I went to my Sgt. Wait I am getting ahead of myself, I waited a month because the guy was in my unit and he had threatened to kill me. I had sought medical treatment but lied and said I had fallen and that was why I was so beat up. They didn't question it, though they really should have.. Anyway, he started making more advnaceds I got scared so I went AWOL for a few days until a girl from my unit called me and said he had left the unit and was coming to find me. I went back and went to my sarg and told him everything. The man cried when I told him and sent me to the unit SARC (which happened to be another male) - Sexual Assault Response Coordinator. That was when I was informed of the different choices however since I made my initial report to my sarg those choices were taken from me it was an automatic unrestricted report. All because I didn't know I had to talk to the SARC to make it restricted. So, with that I was sent to CID-Criminal Investigations Division where a female civiilan SARC met up with me. It took me three hours to tell them everything answer all their questions through the tears and panic attacks I kept having. After that was all done they sent me back to my unit. I was a wreck, emotionally, physically and mentally. I had been keeping so much in and now that it was out.
As the days went by I got worse and worse my nightmares got bad, I was having constant flash backs, and my anxiety level was through the roof just waiting for him to come back and kill me like he had promised. I was sent to mental health where they weren't interested in giving me support and help but more worried about getting me on meds and sending me back to my unit. This didn't help, I was separated from my support system, my family and friends. I felt so alone and no one wanted to help me. The news of what happened spread like wild fire it always does in units everyone knows.
Then it started, the abuse by my peers. In formations I would get shoved, during PT I would get pushed or tripped. There were nasty comments thrown around "How could she do that to him" "She probably asked for it" "He could never do something like that" "He is such a good guy shes just ruining his life" and much much more. I got called a slut, a whore, and even had guys coming up to me grabbing my ass or chest as they walked by. I was losing it, I couldn't stand to be around people anymore without having a crippling anxiety or panic attack. This got me in to trouble with my command they didn't want a soldier who was losing her mind so I got written up a few times. Then the news came that I was being forced out. I felt like I was losing everything. By this time I had started talking to my now husband on the phone we had grown close but I hadn't told him until the night that I tried to kill myself. I wasn't talking much I was depressed and frustrated with everything and I was thinking about killing myself. I told him everything and then when it was time to hang up.... I told him how I felt about him how I had always felt about him and told him good bye because I wanted him to know before I died. He got worried, I had gone into the shower and wasn't answering my phone and there I slit my wrists open. He called my command and they found me in the shower. I was told later that if they had been any later I probably would have succeeded. I spent two days in the hospital where they gave me blood and more pills. Then I was sent back to my unit. After that they were in a rush to get me out before x-mas and they succeeded. I left December 13th. They dropped me at the airport and that was it.
If I had gotten the help I needed, if someone had stopped and paid attention to the woman in pain maybe I could have stayed in and I wouldn't be this bad off six years later...
In the Military there are two kinds of reporting. There is you Restricted and Unrestricted reporting. The basic definition of each has been explained on my face book page before but here is another brief explanation. Restricted means that a victim receives medical and mental health care but there is no charges, chain of command is left out of the loop, and the attacker gets away with it scot free. Unrestricted means there is a report filed with the military police and a case is opened evidence is collected, chain of command is notified, mental and medical treatments are made available as well.
Now on to my tell all. I waited a month to report what happened to me. It was never explained the different ways to report rape so I went to my Sgt. Wait I am getting ahead of myself, I waited a month because the guy was in my unit and he had threatened to kill me. I had sought medical treatment but lied and said I had fallen and that was why I was so beat up. They didn't question it, though they really should have.. Anyway, he started making more advnaceds I got scared so I went AWOL for a few days until a girl from my unit called me and said he had left the unit and was coming to find me. I went back and went to my sarg and told him everything. The man cried when I told him and sent me to the unit SARC (which happened to be another male) - Sexual Assault Response Coordinator. That was when I was informed of the different choices however since I made my initial report to my sarg those choices were taken from me it was an automatic unrestricted report. All because I didn't know I had to talk to the SARC to make it restricted. So, with that I was sent to CID-Criminal Investigations Division where a female civiilan SARC met up with me. It took me three hours to tell them everything answer all their questions through the tears and panic attacks I kept having. After that was all done they sent me back to my unit. I was a wreck, emotionally, physically and mentally. I had been keeping so much in and now that it was out.
As the days went by I got worse and worse my nightmares got bad, I was having constant flash backs, and my anxiety level was through the roof just waiting for him to come back and kill me like he had promised. I was sent to mental health where they weren't interested in giving me support and help but more worried about getting me on meds and sending me back to my unit. This didn't help, I was separated from my support system, my family and friends. I felt so alone and no one wanted to help me. The news of what happened spread like wild fire it always does in units everyone knows.
Then it started, the abuse by my peers. In formations I would get shoved, during PT I would get pushed or tripped. There were nasty comments thrown around "How could she do that to him" "She probably asked for it" "He could never do something like that" "He is such a good guy shes just ruining his life" and much much more. I got called a slut, a whore, and even had guys coming up to me grabbing my ass or chest as they walked by. I was losing it, I couldn't stand to be around people anymore without having a crippling anxiety or panic attack. This got me in to trouble with my command they didn't want a soldier who was losing her mind so I got written up a few times. Then the news came that I was being forced out. I felt like I was losing everything. By this time I had started talking to my now husband on the phone we had grown close but I hadn't told him until the night that I tried to kill myself. I wasn't talking much I was depressed and frustrated with everything and I was thinking about killing myself. I told him everything and then when it was time to hang up.... I told him how I felt about him how I had always felt about him and told him good bye because I wanted him to know before I died. He got worried, I had gone into the shower and wasn't answering my phone and there I slit my wrists open. He called my command and they found me in the shower. I was told later that if they had been any later I probably would have succeeded. I spent two days in the hospital where they gave me blood and more pills. Then I was sent back to my unit. After that they were in a rush to get me out before x-mas and they succeeded. I left December 13th. They dropped me at the airport and that was it.
If I had gotten the help I needed, if someone had stopped and paid attention to the woman in pain maybe I could have stayed in and I wouldn't be this bad off six years later...
Sunday, December 16, 2012
The problem with guns is...
Anyway, I am an Army Veteran obviously if you didn't know that by now your an idiot. So I was trained how to shoot and how to shoot to kill. This is a very useful thing if you are at war or some dumbshit breaks in to your house. Honestly lets look at this logically, if more law abiding citizens have guns then the criminals would be less likely to fuck with them, because they never know if they are gonna get shot or not.
Now lets see, we have put sever restrictions on how people can buy guns yet somehow the mother fuckers that want to kill people still get a hold of guns so what makes anyone think that banning guns is going to solve the problem of the criminals getting a hold of them because criminals really listen to the law and bans on anything. Case in point illegal DRUGS come one people use some fucking common sense, there seems to be a lack of that shit in this fucking country.
Anyway, here is a little criminal justice education for you there are two kinds of models for controling criminal behavior. There is the due-process model this is where we are right now. Due-Process model is just like how it sounds an emphasis on due-process and the rights of the accused. This is the innocent till proven guilty, aww I'm sorry the police officer punched you when you resisted a lawful arrest here have a ice pack and some money please don't sue. While I am all for the rights of the accused the due process model leans more towards rights then to controlling crime. Which leads me to the Crime Control Model! Yeah this is the "oh you're resisting arrest" *punch* "Aww that's too bad big baby" this is where the suspected child molesters and rapists and murders get the shit beat out of them cause no one gives a shit... Not saying that really happens just an example. This is a get the criminals by any means necessary kinda deal. We cycle through these due process and crime control models depending on what is going on in the word currently. With due process law enforcement professionals have their hands tied and must be careful because the rights of the accused are of the highest priority even if the cop caught them in the act. Let's find a happy medium people that lets the law enforcement do their jobs while still protecting rights.
Saturday, December 15, 2012
The most annoying children's shows out there
This is an on going list of the most annoying/creepy/ or all around strange children's shows out there.
Lazy Town: This show is on sprout and features a super hero named Sporticus, a little girl named Stephanie, a bad guy named Robbie Rotten and a bunch of creepy ass looking puppet dolls. This show was written to get kids active and eating healthy foods while the bad guy tries to get everyone to be lazy and eat junk food. This show creeps me out to no end... Dawn Michelle from my facebook page mentioned this one as well.
Dirt Girl World: Probably one of the more creepy shows I have seen. This show teaches about growing plants and how to care for them. It also teaches about friendship and composting. This show makes the list do to the creepy nature of the characters like seriously have a look for yourself.
Next up is Yo Gabba Gabba: Featured regularly are the use of visual reminiscent of retro video games and TV shows. This one with have the young ones up and dancing for hours on end much to their parents uhh.. delight.. No sieriously this show drives me nuts and we don't watch it in our house. Thanks to Krista and Rocko for bringing this one up on my facebook page!
Telletubies: The show everyone loves... to hate... this show drives me crazy and is one of the all time most annoying shows around. There was a huge controversy over whether the purple telletubby was gay... To be honest who the hell cares the show sucks anyway. While it has some educational value and the kids love it this one too goes unwatched in my house.
Adventure Time: While I have not had the umm... pleasure of watching this one it was mentioned on my facebook page by Rachel Grace and Melissa. So I went and looked up this show and it turns out that it is about some 14 year old kid and his magic dog in a post-apocalyptic future after a nucular war. To be honest this show sounds like it would suck.
The Marvelous Misadventures of Flapjack: Oh my god I hate this show. This one is about some kid and a talking whale that apparently raised him and Cap'n Knuckles. Flapjack is annoying as hell Kunckles makes me want to bash my brains out because he is such an idiot and always getting flapjack into trouble. Not to mention he lies, cheats, steals. All things I really want my kids to see! Yeah this show makes my list of worst shows ever!
Next up is Yo Gabba Gabba: Featured regularly are the use of visual reminiscent of retro video games and TV shows. This one with have the young ones up and dancing for hours on end much to their parents uhh.. delight.. No sieriously this show drives me nuts and we don't watch it in our house. Thanks to Krista and Rocko for bringing this one up on my facebook page!
Telletubies: The show everyone loves... to hate... this show drives me crazy and is one of the all time most annoying shows around. There was a huge controversy over whether the purple telletubby was gay... To be honest who the hell cares the show sucks anyway. While it has some educational value and the kids love it this one too goes unwatched in my house.
Adventure Time: While I have not had the umm... pleasure of watching this one it was mentioned on my facebook page by Rachel Grace and Melissa. So I went and looked up this show and it turns out that it is about some 14 year old kid and his magic dog in a post-apocalyptic future after a nucular war. To be honest this show sounds like it would suck.
The Marvelous Misadventures of Flapjack: Oh my god I hate this show. This one is about some kid and a talking whale that apparently raised him and Cap'n Knuckles. Flapjack is annoying as hell Kunckles makes me want to bash my brains out because he is such an idiot and always getting flapjack into trouble. Not to mention he lies, cheats, steals. All things I really want my kids to see! Yeah this show makes my list of worst shows ever!
Chowder: This one is about a 10 year old kid who is an apprentice to an idiot chef. Chowder is a purple cat bear rabbit thing that doesn't do as hes told and gets himself and everyone else in trouble. Another show that teaches great morals and ethics... Yeah and also Chowder stuffs his face all the time and complains and whines when he is asked to do something and always finds some short cut that bites him in the ass.
Barney: I can't think of a single parent I know that likes this show. Course it is a hit with the kids it's been around since I was a kid... 1987 to be exact... This show has all sorts of wonderful messages and fantastic educational stuff so why is it that parents hate this show so much. Three words: The Purple Dinosaur... now I don't know about you but when I think dinosaur I don't think big, fluffy, fun loving, squishy dinosaur. I think rawr bitch I'm gonna eat you. No they have turned this dinosaur into a pussy that sings "I love you" yeah one of the most annoying shows EVER.
My number one most annoying show though is... Caillou.. Cathy from my page hit it right on the head with this one. This show drives me up the wall. The 4 year old kid is whiny, self centered, he has a bald ball shaped head and whines until he gets his own way and then my kids pick up this behavior and copy it. Oh yeah I hate this show with a passion the educational value of it is negated by the annoying bratty ass 4 year old who I just want to reach through the TV and bitch slap. Go back to Canada fucking loud mouth kid.
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