Okay... I am here.. okay no I am not. I don't want to do shit with anyone. I am burnt out. I have not been to church in 2 months and it is starting to show. I want nothing to do with anything no house, no kids, no animals, no answering emails. I am running to newgrounds and voting on flash whenever I have a free moment. All I want to do is sleep
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Whenever I feel like this I just yell at my family and vent it all in one fearsome wallop. (Of course they get mad at me but, so what? I'm mad and I was not placed on this planet to do nothing but nurture people and always put every need before mine.) Somebody else can return your books to the library and no doubt the yard would benefit from a dousing with gasoline and a lighted match. Just make somebody else do that for you too.
There have been times when I just so hated life and aging and lack of money that I needed destruction. In my saner moments I have used that time to take old flowerpots, cracked vases, plates that are ugly and no longer match and set up a spot outside to just fling them and smash them all one by one. It feels wonderful and can be re-used in the bottom of planters to help with the drainage.
There is nothing at all strange about the way you feel.
You could take some old records, or even Cds, and freeze them and shatter them like Frisbees. But that's harder to clean up. I'll go away now. ::Pats::
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