Another entry
Not sure exactly why i decided to post today, i guess i need to just get my thoughts out.
I felt compelled to look around through the facebooks of people whom i recalled the names of from the past, for both negative and positive reasons being the reason their names stuck with me, and everyone is smiling in their pictures and have freinds all around em and they are out and about living life with pretty clothes and party hats on. Makes me realize how fucking sad my life is and has always been, with me being unemployed i have no way to really improve upon myself. When i look at my pictures it just makes me look either scary or depressed.
As much as i love to analyze others, i should have likely put the spotlight on myself a long long time ago before i slipped this far into my own little hell. Im not really depressed by the idea as much as im infuriated with it. Im always stopping to think how life would be different if i had a good education, a good job and most of all, someone that loves me for me and not what i have.
While i keep this journal public i have a feeling it wont get read and part of me kinda hopes it never does. Man...i should prolly get my head examined >_
I felt compelled to look around through the facebooks of people whom i recalled the names of from the past, for both negative and positive reasons being the reason their names stuck with me, and everyone is smiling in their pictures and have freinds all around em and they are out and about living life with pretty clothes and party hats on. Makes me realize how fucking sad my life is and has always been, with me being unemployed i have no way to really improve upon myself. When i look at my pictures it just makes me look either scary or depressed.
As much as i love to analyze others, i should have likely put the spotlight on myself a long long time ago before i slipped this far into my own little hell. Im not really depressed by the idea as much as im infuriated with it. Im always stopping to think how life would be different if i had a good education, a good job and most of all, someone that loves me for me and not what i have.
While i keep this journal public i have a feeling it wont get read and part of me kinda hopes it never does. Man...i should prolly get my head examined >_