I'm doing a bit better.
I am just so out of it. Too much sugar really messes me up for a few days and I get super cranky coming down.
Sorry if anyone took that last post like a personal attack on them. It was just me feeling like shit and lashing out at everything.
I am just having a few rough days here and when I get like this, I can't be what people need me to be.
I have some major issues going on of my own so it's very hard for me to feel anything for anyone else.
It doesn't stop me from listening but I can't be like my usual happy, perky, helpful self because I'm consumed with my own little world.
I'm feeling sorry for myself and I know if I were to say all of that to people I'd get back shit like, stop that kinda talk right now blah blah blah but ya know what? Sometimes I just need to feel things about myself whether anyone can understand or not.
I can't even go into specifics because some people who read this are assholes and will just make what I'm going through worse and I just want to say fuck you, go to hell, eat shit and fucking die but I can't because I have rules I have to follow if I want a positive outcome eventually.
The weather is shit so my arthritis is kicking my ass and I have other shit that urgh, just makes me so fucking mad and upset and no, I can't explain it but man, I just want my life back.
I want to be able to move forward and enjoy life and things again and I can't because shit is just so messed up and how do you even begin to tell someone all the things that are going on without them looking at you like holy fuck, what did I just get myself into.
And no, I still don't want to talk about it. I'm shutting the damn phone off because I am just a raging bitch and I can't be anything to anyone right now.
I have projects to do to make some money and those are taking priority right now. I promise, if you emailed me about something in the last week or so, I will get back to you ASAP tonight after I eat something and just chill for a bit.
I had this kid at my house almost all day who is just overly needy and bugging me for things and he drove me right up the damn wall and I finally put my foot down and threw everyone out.
Ok, I gotta go. I have stuff to do.
Later days.

Comments
We all need to feel sorry for ourselves sometimes. Because no one else will.
Posted by: Statia | July 13, 2005 6:19 PM
I'm fine. Just venting.
Posted by: kat | July 13, 2005 7:35 PM