Broken but trying
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On the darker side of things, which this blog is home to, I feel that I wake up a little more broken every morning.
My blogger group is doing excellently, they are honestly a fantastic group of people. Brilliant, kind, generous.
I, on the other hand, am struggling to keep up with everything in my life. New clients. New business ventures. Current clients. Projects. To top it all off, it's Christmas. Nothing pays off, really. Or maybe not yet. But they take up SO MUCH TIME.
I have a proposal I still have not even begun and backlog up the wazzoo and every minute I'm not completing something or being productive just kills me. I find myself thinking, "you should just kill yourself" several times a day. And really, really, what kind of emo idiot tells themselves that several times a day? Kill agad, lola? Di ba pwedeng sampal-sampalin mo muna ang sarili mo?
I worry about being kicked out by my gf hourly. I worry about the group just deciding I'm not worth the trouble of keeping around. I'm just really, really tired of being worthless, useless, stupid me.
On the darker side of things, which this blog is home to, I feel that I wake up a little more broken every morning.
My blogger group is doing excellently, they are honestly a fantastic group of people. Brilliant, kind, generous.
I, on the other hand, am struggling to keep up with everything in my life. New clients. New business ventures. Current clients. Projects. To top it all off, it's Christmas. Nothing pays off, really. Or maybe not yet. But they take up SO MUCH TIME.
I have a proposal I still have not even begun and backlog up the wazzoo and every minute I'm not completing something or being productive just kills me. I find myself thinking, "you should just kill yourself" several times a day. And really, really, what kind of emo idiot tells themselves that several times a day? Kill agad, lola? Di ba pwedeng sampal-sampalin mo muna ang sarili mo?
I worry about being kicked out by my gf hourly. I worry about the group just deciding I'm not worth the trouble of keeping around. I'm just really, really tired of being worthless, useless, stupid me.