I am so sick of being so fucking miserable and angry all the fucking time. I'm sick of people telling me what to do, trying to 'handle' me and tell me that what i think is wrong. I don't want to be part of a team. I want to do things MY way, because i'm sick of cleaning up everyone else's fucking mess. I'm sick of everyone trying to rip me off, so i can't even afford to take my kids that i word with on excursions. I'm sick of being alone all the time. I'm sick of looking after people. I hate not being happy or excited. I'm sick of being sick, sick of being angry and sad, sick of uni and sick of work. Sick to the fucking death of everything.
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I was just browsing through random blogs and started reading yours (I'm fairly new to blogging, so this isn't something I often do). It's really weird - this reading a stranger's comments from half-way around the world (I'm an American.. hope I don't annoy you;), but I found myself identifying with some of your comments and I've really found your honesty refreshing. It's very difficult to find people who have the courage to be open about who they are. ... so thanks
hi :)
i'm glad you liked what you read - you don't seem like an annoying american at all :P i hope you're enjoying the blogosphere!
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