I feel bad about this being my first post in a while...
...because, really, I should be light-hearted and jovial, but I am neither of those right now. Maybe it's because of how late it is, or a summer-slump of some sorts, but I'm really feeling down. I guess the truth is that a lot of my friends are working or at some program, so I'm a bit lonely. And yes, I know other people are home, but I keep trying to call them, and can't get a hold of them. Or the times someone is free I have another obligation. It's just frustrating.
And to boot, I haven't been sleeping well lately. And I miss Angelina. :'(
That enough whining for you? I hate when I'm like this.
And that's another thing - people think I'm constantly happy-go-lucky and all of that. And sure, I am pretty content with my life, but that doesn't mean that I don't get upset (see above) or have self-image issues or esteem issues. Yes, there are times I hate my body. Yes, there are times I feel alone and fake and stupid. And goddamit, yes there are times when I'm a fucking drama queen. Just because you don't see it doesn't necessarily mean it doesn't happen. I hope I learn to open up better, but for now written rants are my only release.
Still hate when I'm like this.
That's enough angst for now, I think. Gonna go sulk and try to fall asleep.
Catch ya on the flip side.
PS: I'll probably be over all of this in the morning. Two out of three brothers coming home tomorrow - should make me feel better.
And to boot, I haven't been sleeping well lately. And I miss Angelina. :'(
That enough whining for you? I hate when I'm like this.
And that's another thing - people think I'm constantly happy-go-lucky and all of that. And sure, I am pretty content with my life, but that doesn't mean that I don't get upset (see above) or have self-image issues or esteem issues. Yes, there are times I hate my body. Yes, there are times I feel alone and fake and stupid. And goddamit, yes there are times when I'm a fucking drama queen. Just because you don't see it doesn't necessarily mean it doesn't happen. I hope I learn to open up better, but for now written rants are my only release.
Still hate when I'm like this.
That's enough angst for now, I think. Gonna go sulk and try to fall asleep.
Catch ya on the flip side.
PS: I'll probably be over all of this in the morning. Two out of three brothers coming home tomorrow - should make me feel better.