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Ok its that time again..... the time where I have nothing better to do than to fill your f-lists with annoying whining.
I will put it behind a cut so as the people who dont really give a shit dont have to be bored to tears by my obsessive, repetative whinging.
Ok so what's the deal with everyone giving me the 'what are you going to do with your life' speech? Suddenly all my family are jumping down my throat with this bloody annoying question. They almost faint when I answer with 'I'm not exactly sure yet' or 'I dunno....nothing seems to have taken my fancy yet'. For fucks sake I have only just barely turned 22. How the hell am i supposed to know what I want to do with the rest of my life? I am just happy I've actually made it this far. Why can't they just leave me alone for once??
And why is it so important all of a sudden? All of them at once with the same bloody question? Am I dying and no ones told me yet? Do I have some weird untreatable disease that is going to kill me in the next 6 months? Why the hell cant they just accept the fact that I HAVE NO FUCKING IDEA WHAT I WANT TO DO!!! *insert me throwing lots of breakables around*
I mean its not like I dont want a happy and successful life..... i just cant seem to find my so called 'calling' as of yet. it's just nothing seems to appeal to me at all. And the very select few that might catch my interest I suck at, so whats the use?
I am so sick of everything that it makes me just want to crawl in a corner and die. I'm sick of sitting at home doing nothing except watching myself become fatter and lazier. I'm sick of hearing about all my rellies who have made something out of themselves. I'm sick of being told I should be more like my aunts or uncles or cousins. I'm sick of worrying about how we are going to pay the bills and if we will be able to afford to eat this week. I'm sick of always being sick and having no energy. I'm just plain sick.
There is only so much that one can take before deciding that it's just not worth all the hassles. Not worth pulling your hair out over.
And that is the point I am at right now. I just cant keep going like this. It is not only affecting my general outlook on life itself but also my health. I cant sleep, I barely eat, and I just don't have an ounce of energy left in me most days. And it seems that every other day I have some damn ailment nagging at me.... anything from stomach aches to migraines to uncontrolable shaking for no reason at all. I am just totally falling apart. Physically and mentally. And there doesn't seem to be anything that I can do to stop it. So I officially give up.
And on that note I will leave you all to race off and delete the nutbar that is berry off your list.
~berry
I will put it behind a cut so as the people who dont really give a shit dont have to be bored to tears by my obsessive, repetative whinging.
Ok so what's the deal with everyone giving me the 'what are you going to do with your life' speech? Suddenly all my family are jumping down my throat with this bloody annoying question. They almost faint when I answer with 'I'm not exactly sure yet' or 'I dunno....nothing seems to have taken my fancy yet'. For fucks sake I have only just barely turned 22. How the hell am i supposed to know what I want to do with the rest of my life? I am just happy I've actually made it this far. Why can't they just leave me alone for once??
And why is it so important all of a sudden? All of them at once with the same bloody question? Am I dying and no ones told me yet? Do I have some weird untreatable disease that is going to kill me in the next 6 months? Why the hell cant they just accept the fact that I HAVE NO FUCKING IDEA WHAT I WANT TO DO!!! *insert me throwing lots of breakables around*
I mean its not like I dont want a happy and successful life..... i just cant seem to find my so called 'calling' as of yet. it's just nothing seems to appeal to me at all. And the very select few that might catch my interest I suck at, so whats the use?
I am so sick of everything that it makes me just want to crawl in a corner and die. I'm sick of sitting at home doing nothing except watching myself become fatter and lazier. I'm sick of hearing about all my rellies who have made something out of themselves. I'm sick of being told I should be more like my aunts or uncles or cousins. I'm sick of worrying about how we are going to pay the bills and if we will be able to afford to eat this week. I'm sick of always being sick and having no energy. I'm just plain sick.
There is only so much that one can take before deciding that it's just not worth all the hassles. Not worth pulling your hair out over.
And that is the point I am at right now. I just cant keep going like this. It is not only affecting my general outlook on life itself but also my health. I cant sleep, I barely eat, and I just don't have an ounce of energy left in me most days. And it seems that every other day I have some damn ailment nagging at me.... anything from stomach aches to migraines to uncontrolable shaking for no reason at all. I am just totally falling apart. Physically and mentally. And there doesn't seem to be anything that I can do to stop it. So I officially give up.
And on that note I will leave you all to race off and delete the nutbar that is berry off your list.
~berry