Feb 20, 2006 20:29
So I'm working. Yeay me. Mmm money. Why am I not any better. Wasn't this money thing a big stresser? Wasn't this what I was saying to Robyn- "I want a job! I want to work!". Bullshit. No one WANTS to work. They wanna play and watch "Dead Like Me" and make Russian garb.
Robyn's gunna be Russian. That's gunna look hot. (wof!)
I need us to be better. I need us healthy so we can be happy together. It's not 'us' that's unhappy- it's the two of us as individuals.
And my kitten's going into heat. Thank god the naughty bits are getting dissected out on Wednesday.
I wish I had friends who called me and I got excited about talking to them. It's wierd- I want friends to call but then when they do it's always when the last thing I want to do is talk on the phone.
And I wish people would stop promising to do something for me and then shemp on it to the point that I end up doing it myself. It hurts. It makes me feel devalued and it makes me not want to trust that person. Time and time again I'm being disappointed and it hurts. Makes me feel like I'm not worth it.
I'm done. And to those of you who want to reply to this with "you're a good person, we love you, don't think badly of yourself, etc", please don't. I know you mean well, but until I start seeing value in myself I don't see value in the good things people say of me. Maybe some day I'll be ready. And on that day I'll kiss you.