Awolnation - "Sail"
I'm just one giant breakdown lately.
I don't function as I should. Every aspect of my life seems to be failing.
And I just quit.
Our house got robbed on Wednesday. They took my dad's life savings.
I've never met anyone in my life that works harder than he does. He never gives himself a break. He doesn't relax or take a day off. He just works, and saves, and provides like a good father/husband/son should. And what does he get in return? Shit.
He get's everything he's worked for taken from him while he's hard at work. He gets crap from everyone he knows for keeping so much money/valuables in the house. He never gets a break, and my heart breaks for him. It breaks for anyone who works that hard and has little to show for it. But my heart hasn't had it in it lately to hold so much worry/hope, so right now, it beats and breaks for him.
And just as camp was finally starting to calm down and I was getting through days without being yelled at or cussed out, or having to spend 12 straight hours dealing with bullshit, another lovely bombshell is dropped on me.
I know I haven't mentioned my hate for change lately. I've gotten a little better at dealing with it. But this change is a massive blow to how my day to day life will function. One I just don't have it in me to deal with right now.
I think I need to get the fuck out. or grow the fuck up. Probably both.
Till then,
I just quit.
I don't function as I should. Every aspect of my life seems to be failing.
And I just quit.
Our house got robbed on Wednesday. They took my dad's life savings.
I've never met anyone in my life that works harder than he does. He never gives himself a break. He doesn't relax or take a day off. He just works, and saves, and provides like a good father/husband/son should. And what does he get in return? Shit.
He get's everything he's worked for taken from him while he's hard at work. He gets crap from everyone he knows for keeping so much money/valuables in the house. He never gets a break, and my heart breaks for him. It breaks for anyone who works that hard and has little to show for it. But my heart hasn't had it in it lately to hold so much worry/hope, so right now, it beats and breaks for him.
And just as camp was finally starting to calm down and I was getting through days without being yelled at or cussed out, or having to spend 12 straight hours dealing with bullshit, another lovely bombshell is dropped on me.
I know I haven't mentioned my hate for change lately. I've gotten a little better at dealing with it. But this change is a massive blow to how my day to day life will function. One I just don't have it in me to deal with right now.
I think I need to get the fuck out. or grow the fuck up. Probably both.
Till then,
I just quit.