I'm unhappy. There I've said it. I'm unhappy with my life in general. The relationships, the job, the living conditions, the pace.
I'm unhappy with the fact that I don't know what I want to do and I think by the time I get to that point I will be too old to care. I'm unhappy that I can't move out of home tomorrow. I'm unhappy that I'm lonely for about 14 hours a day. I'm unhappy with the fact that I feel it's my full time job to please the masses. I'm unhappy that I have to wake up at awkward hours in the morning to do a job i can barely stand.
I'm unhappy that I think I suck at relationships. I'm unhappy that I'm not aggressive enough to get what I want. I'm unhappy with the fact that I feel I need to blame everyone else for my blunders. I'm unhappy that I don't know what everyone else is doing right and I'm doing wrong.
I'm unhappy that I think no one else cares when I know they do. I'm unhappy that I think I have it bad when I should know I have it relatively great. I'm unhappy that I'm broken and don't want to be fixed. I'm unhappy that I don't feel like I'm making a difference.
I'm unhappy that I'm unhappy. But mostly I'm unhappy that I went re-discovering myself. I was so happy when I was ignorant!
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