I get so tired of this disease, its not fair that we have to hurt and hurt all the damn time for really nothing, we hold on to these excuses of why we feel bad, but is that the real reason, or is it just that we want to feel bad.
If we can change our outlook and our way of thinking for a day, why is it so damn hard to hang on to for long periods of time. You would think that the universe, GOD or whatever would give us, the ones that are like this for years at a time or our whole lives a break. Just remind us that our lives are worth living and that everything is going to be okay.
Such crap that good people have to deal with this, but there are so many low down trash that lives exciting and happy lives. Just not fair, usually Im one to say life is what we make it but damn it, even when we work hard, live right by whoever created the guidelines, we still get stomped on time and time again.
I hate to see my buddy hurting when all hes ever done is to love someone that couldnt love thierselves, I hate this world that we have to not only take on our own issues, mental problems, and whatever is handed down from our so called parents that then we get to grow up and deal with someone elses, and if it fails damn it they get blame us and we get to live with the guilt.
How can life expect so much from us, when its hard just to get out of bed every single damn day, literally have to talk myself into getting out of bed and come to work, to be a mom, to feel anything.
I just want to be in a padded room for an hour so I can throw a childish tantrum.
If we can change our outlook and our way of thinking for a day, why is it so damn hard to hang on to for long periods of time. You would think that the universe, GOD or whatever would give us, the ones that are like this for years at a time or our whole lives a break. Just remind us that our lives are worth living and that everything is going to be okay.
Such crap that good people have to deal with this, but there are so many low down trash that lives exciting and happy lives. Just not fair, usually Im one to say life is what we make it but damn it, even when we work hard, live right by whoever created the guidelines, we still get stomped on time and time again.
I hate to see my buddy hurting when all hes ever done is to love someone that couldnt love thierselves, I hate this world that we have to not only take on our own issues, mental problems, and whatever is handed down from our so called parents that then we get to grow up and deal with someone elses, and if it fails damn it they get blame us and we get to live with the guilt.
How can life expect so much from us, when its hard just to get out of bed every single damn day, literally have to talk myself into getting out of bed and come to work, to be a mom, to feel anything.
I just want to be in a padded room for an hour so I can throw a childish tantrum.
s** for you and for all.