I am sick and tired of being everyone else's rock
I don't know if I'll be feeling this when I wake up in the morning, but I'm sick and tired of fixing everyone else's problems. Every once in a while I'd like to hear someone ask me what's wrong. Or is it that I do such a great job of putting up a stoic facade and not showing that something's wrong?
Whatever, I'm not really alienated - but at the same time I'm not fully part of anything either. On a brighter note, the back I sprained, WHILE SITTING IN A CHAIR, is almost better. Almost still being a long way from feeling productive. Also, I may or may not have broken my pinky a few weeks ago. Except at the time I thought it was a jammed finger, but now I seem to no longer have the full range of motion for that pinky anymore.
I just can't wait to start over somewhere. Not only the fact that I'm really hating school right now, but I feel like I've stopped growing and am more than a little restless. I love my friends, but my social options are pretty static right now. I was fine with that, but now I'm feeling more than a little bit in a rut.
I guess I just asked myself what was wrong, and answered it, and that's the reason we have journals. To let the world know about our problems and in the process figuring out exactly what it is those problems are.
Whatever, I'm not really alienated - but at the same time I'm not fully part of anything either. On a brighter note, the back I sprained, WHILE SITTING IN A CHAIR, is almost better. Almost still being a long way from feeling productive. Also, I may or may not have broken my pinky a few weeks ago. Except at the time I thought it was a jammed finger, but now I seem to no longer have the full range of motion for that pinky anymore.
I just can't wait to start over somewhere. Not only the fact that I'm really hating school right now, but I feel like I've stopped growing and am more than a little restless. I love my friends, but my social options are pretty static right now. I was fine with that, but now I'm feeling more than a little bit in a rut.
I guess I just asked myself what was wrong, and answered it, and that's the reason we have journals. To let the world know about our problems and in the process figuring out exactly what it is those problems are.