Tired of trying
I'm in an absolute funk right now. Why do I try to be happy? Why do I put forth the effort? I try to find a better job, and when I think I do, they jerk me around and keep me waiting for three weeks just to give me a damn orientation.
I try to find someone to get to know better, to maybe develop a relationship with. Either they are already taken, show no interest, or remain blissfully unaware of my advances. And in the case of this past weekend, they whirl right around and ask someone else out in my presence.
I honestly feel so stupid for trying. For hoping, for being optimistic.