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Dec 20, 2005 23:31

Webcomics make me happy.
Drumming makes me happy.
Liz makes me happy (sometimes).
Laura makes me happy (rarely anymore).
Carol makes me happy (often).

Whenever I'm exposed to one of these things I feel fine. Every other time I just feel like shit. I mope around and become irritable because no-one so much as attempts to comfort me. I then feel worthless and fall deeper into my lonely pit of despair. I think about all the things that I feel I'm being deprived of.

I deserve to have loving friends.
I deserve to have a stable romantic relationship.
I deserve to get into a nice university with an equally nice scholarship.
I deserve to grow up in a rich white town with smart and nerdy white kids.
I deserve to be a leader in the drumline.
I deserve time to sort out my issues.
I deserve delicious home-cooked meals.
I deserve to know who I am.
I deserve to be happy.

Maybe I'm just a whiny bitch. I'm sorry everyone for having to put up with my incessant complaining.

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