Rant
To my genetics:
To my health:
To the crapsack economy:
To my continued lack of having a job:
To every single greedy bastard buying and selling peoples' lives so they can continue to play politics:
To the two people that degraded and picked apart my self-confidence when I was too young to defend myself, who filled my head with all kinds of fucked-up ideas I'm only slowly starting to identify and cast aside, who lied and guilt-tripped and otherwise took advantage of my youth and lack of experience to screw me out of money I rightfully earned, money that would have been made a very significant difference in my current situation, and who also cheated me out of years of my life:
To every single hateful and ignorant person that's going to try and make my life as difficult as possible:
Fuck you. Fuck each and every single one of you.
I'm sick of not getting anywhere. I'm sick of spinning my wheels. I'm sick at my own lack of momentum. I'm sick at my own lack of commitment. I'm sick of letting things I have no control over get in the way. I'm sick of letting myself fall back into the same old goddamn rut. I'm sick of my own cowardice when so many people have it far worse than I do.
I didn't ask for this hand, but like hell I'm just gonna' sit back and fold.
Whatever it takes.
I'm doing this shit.
To my health:
To the crapsack economy:
To my continued lack of having a job:
To every single greedy bastard buying and selling peoples' lives so they can continue to play politics:
To the two people that degraded and picked apart my self-confidence when I was too young to defend myself, who filled my head with all kinds of fucked-up ideas I'm only slowly starting to identify and cast aside, who lied and guilt-tripped and otherwise took advantage of my youth and lack of experience to screw me out of money I rightfully earned, money that would have been made a very significant difference in my current situation, and who also cheated me out of years of my life:
To every single hateful and ignorant person that's going to try and make my life as difficult as possible:
Fuck you. Fuck each and every single one of you.
I'm sick of not getting anywhere. I'm sick of spinning my wheels. I'm sick at my own lack of momentum. I'm sick at my own lack of commitment. I'm sick of letting things I have no control over get in the way. I'm sick of letting myself fall back into the same old goddamn rut. I'm sick of my own cowardice when so many people have it far worse than I do.
I didn't ask for this hand, but like hell I'm just gonna' sit back and fold.
Whatever it takes.
I'm doing this shit.