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Lately my life has been, horrible.
I waited all year for the holiday season and its the complete opposite of what I love about it, what I'm used to and what I wanted it to be. I'm overworking myself, I'm tired, my mind is in chaos and I just feel horribly alone.
Although working has been the source of most of my problems, thats the place where I have the most fun. I get to play with-- I mean groom dogs while chatting with my coworkers. Sometimes we can get on each others nerves but its better than home. I come home and I feel everything bad. I want to go make something or draw but I'm too tired and it feels like a chore. I'm too tired, upset or angry to call someone and have a conversation without being an asshole. Then I go cry somewhere and 90% of the time my dad is coming home so I go crawl in the basement or in my room before he asks the question that annoys me the most:
Whats wrong?
I really don't know what is wrong with me. Maybe it is just everything I already stated. I don't know. When he asks it feels like I need to tell him one thing that is the source of why I'm upset. I don't know. I don't feel comfortable answering that question so I try to avoid it like the plague.
I want January to come. The holidays sucked this year and I want it all to go away so I can feel better.
Btw, Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World= great movie. I feel the need to buy it
I waited all year for the holiday season and its the complete opposite of what I love about it, what I'm used to and what I wanted it to be. I'm overworking myself, I'm tired, my mind is in chaos and I just feel horribly alone.
Although working has been the source of most of my problems, thats the place where I have the most fun. I get to play with-- I mean groom dogs while chatting with my coworkers. Sometimes we can get on each others nerves but its better than home. I come home and I feel everything bad. I want to go make something or draw but I'm too tired and it feels like a chore. I'm too tired, upset or angry to call someone and have a conversation without being an asshole. Then I go cry somewhere and 90% of the time my dad is coming home so I go crawl in the basement or in my room before he asks the question that annoys me the most:
Whats wrong?
I really don't know what is wrong with me. Maybe it is just everything I already stated. I don't know. When he asks it feels like I need to tell him one thing that is the source of why I'm upset. I don't know. I don't feel comfortable answering that question so I try to avoid it like the plague.
I want January to come. The holidays sucked this year and I want it all to go away so I can feel better.
Btw, Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World= great movie. I feel the need to buy it