I’m so sick of everything.
I swear I must be THE most unlucky person in the world.
Why is it that when one thing goes wrong it all seems to fall apart at once?
My car is a piece of shit, my mother is on my ass about everything, I am broke, my job is SHIT, and I am essentially a loser.
This is NOT where I was supposed to be right now.
I was supposed to have at least most of my affairs in order. I was supposed to be at least almost grown up by now.
Instead I sleep in my childhood bedroom and work the worst paying job I have ever had. I can’t feed myself, clothe myself, or house myself. I am a wreck.
I don’t know how to change it.
I think I am losing my mind… and, worst of all, I think I might be losing my ability to care any more.
I’m going to bed… maybe tomorrow I will wake up as someone – anyone else….
well everyone at some point feels that way. All you can do is have clear goals, attainable goals and don’t be stopped in getting them.
When you get them, set more.
You can do it.
Well, on the bright side, I don’t feel so alone in my broke-ass life.
I’m rooting for you.
NJ, Hang on in there, there is light at the end of the tunnel.
PS, Your turn btw