If i'd bet you that my excellent wednesday would merely be a minor up in an otherwise incredibly down two weeks as opposed to the start of a new trend, i'd have just won that bet.
I HATE it when i'm so down. Like tonight, i have spent approximately the last hour in hysterical tears. The unattractive, swollen, snotty, horrible, wet, miserable kind of crying that leaves you gasping like a fish and begging someone to end the awfulness of everything.
Needless to say, nobody ever ends the awfulness of everything.
I know i have two working legs, a roof over my head and a computer. But that doesn't equate with happiness. It just means that you can walk and you don't get wet in the rain. People with nothing can be happy, people with everything can be miserable. It's just the way that things work.
I've got a feeling that things aren't going to be getting better anytime soon.
Awful timing to have fallen in a heap, what, with all the work that i have to do at the moment. And made even worse by the fact that i was *this* close to being happy, only to have the rug pulled out from under my feet.
I can't do this again.
I HATE it when i'm so down. Like tonight, i have spent approximately the last hour in hysterical tears. The unattractive, swollen, snotty, horrible, wet, miserable kind of crying that leaves you gasping like a fish and begging someone to end the awfulness of everything.
Needless to say, nobody ever ends the awfulness of everything.
I know i have two working legs, a roof over my head and a computer. But that doesn't equate with happiness. It just means that you can walk and you don't get wet in the rain. People with nothing can be happy, people with everything can be miserable. It's just the way that things work.
I've got a feeling that things aren't going to be getting better anytime soon.
Awful timing to have fallen in a heap, what, with all the work that i have to do at the moment. And made even worse by the fact that i was *this* close to being happy, only to have the rug pulled out from under my feet.
I can't do this again.
1 comment:
Nobodys ever going to end it, for anybody. if you can be happy wit everything or miserable wit everything, you can be happy with people or misearble with people/boyfriends. The art is learning to be happy wehre you r
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