Jan 06, 2006 23:07
why are family the worst people in the world? how come you can trust some of them, and others you just want to hurt? why cant you make them understand, just leave me alone. dont ask me what im doing, no matter how strange it may be. if im sitting on the kitchen counter alone in the middle of the night, i should think it would be rather obvious what im doing. im sitting on the kitchen counter in the middle of the night. i like it. its my place. i can see out the back door, and look at the paintings in the wall, and usually i can be alone. i treasure my alone time. i treasure my quiet time. i get to contemplate and brood and mull and meditate and many other words for doing the exact same thing.
but dont ask me what im doing. dont tell me that im wrong. dont tell me that im right. dont tell me that im good. dont tell me that im bad. just. leave. me. alone. i should think i had made that clear. i dont want your advice, your assistance, or your input. i just dont. cruel though it may be, i dont value your presence.
you dont really know anything about dance, dont tell me about it. dont tell me that its hard work. you dont fucking think i know that? what do i do, all day, every day, although maybe not anymore.
yeah buddies, i may be losing my job. my beloved beloved job. my only source of income. sigh. its a whole damn stupid situation. its ... just... not... right.