Laid off today.
I give up.
I'm trying so hard to hold on and keep hoping that this period of bad luck will end, but I know the storm isn't over. I'm so good at suppressing my emotions, but everyone reaches their breaking point. What makes it worse is that as a result of this, nobody really understands what I'm going through. I get lots of "hey, you know I'm here for you if you need anything"s, and then when the shit hits the fan, SURPRISE! I'm all alone, and I feel like I have no where to go. I have trouble believing the sincerity of people's words. When actions are followed, it makes it easier. But how often does that happen? And I'm well aware I only have myself to blame but if you knew the reasoning behind it, you'd understand. (Again a great example of my inability to communicate.) Nobody is perfect. I know who I am and why I am this way, but simply identifying the problem doesn't make it go away, nor does it necessarily make it that much easier to fix it.
I've been neglecting my body in the midst of this shitstorm I call my life, and I'm really afraid it's going to affect my progress. I just can't bring myself to care enough to do something about it. I'm physically and mentally tired, and this just isn't working for me anymore.
Everything and everyone in this world seems to be against me. I'm the fucking poster child for the saying 'when it rains it pours'. And yes, I'm feeling sorry for myself and I think I have every right, so fuck you. Judge me however you want, I honestly don't care. Try living my life for ONE day and maybe you could understand.
The next person that says, "hey, keep your head up! Things could be worse...." is going to get socked in the fucking nose.
I can't even afford to have a birthday now. Go me.
I'm trying so hard to hold on and keep hoping that this period of bad luck will end, but I know the storm isn't over. I'm so good at suppressing my emotions, but everyone reaches their breaking point. What makes it worse is that as a result of this, nobody really understands what I'm going through. I get lots of "hey, you know I'm here for you if you need anything"s, and then when the shit hits the fan, SURPRISE! I'm all alone, and I feel like I have no where to go. I have trouble believing the sincerity of people's words. When actions are followed, it makes it easier. But how often does that happen? And I'm well aware I only have myself to blame but if you knew the reasoning behind it, you'd understand. (Again a great example of my inability to communicate.) Nobody is perfect. I know who I am and why I am this way, but simply identifying the problem doesn't make it go away, nor does it necessarily make it that much easier to fix it.
I've been neglecting my body in the midst of this shitstorm I call my life, and I'm really afraid it's going to affect my progress. I just can't bring myself to care enough to do something about it. I'm physically and mentally tired, and this just isn't working for me anymore.
Everything and everyone in this world seems to be against me. I'm the fucking poster child for the saying 'when it rains it pours'. And yes, I'm feeling sorry for myself and I think I have every right, so fuck you. Judge me however you want, I honestly don't care. Try living my life for ONE day and maybe you could understand.
The next person that says, "hey, keep your head up! Things could be worse...." is going to get socked in the fucking nose.
I can't even afford to have a birthday now. Go me.