Saturday, March 9, 2019

Rant

I cant seem to put to words what I feel . I rarely get mad, I get upset because I fearful that Im going to lose you. Not to someone else, but lose you from the world. I worry as much as I do because I cant imagine my life without you. All your life you were a burden to someone. I AM NOT THEM. I want you next to me so in the future I can say we have been together for over 50 years or more even. Sometimes I feel like ending my life too you stupid little fuck. Do you even realize what goes through my mind? I dont need all the world I just need your love and comfort. Yes, we are happy together but because you are in love your depression doesnt go away. You should understand where I am coming from. I have been trying to be such a positive person for so long... I AM FUCKING TIRED OF IT. Why does everyone else get to bitch and complain and I am here trying to pick up pieces. All I want is the right to break down and someone tell me its okay. I dont want to be looked at like Im crazy because my mood has changed. It has, I have been bottling everything up so that everyone else can stay positive. One day all of that is going to explode? What do you think? I am naturally always happy? Im sorry to break your fucking heart, but Im not. Im also not perfect. I have never claimed to be. I just want to be someones perfect and sometimes I dont feel like I am. Not when I feel like this. I feel like this as often as ever. I always thought that being happy would make it go away and once again I was wrong. Here I sit almost 30 and I cant find a path for me. Everyone else is doing well with their life and here I am still struggling. I am no where I want to be except in love and sometimes I dont even think you love me as much as I love you. Im slowly drowning in my depression but no one can ever tell, but then again, no one calls to check up on me ever. I not even fucking invited to my best friends wedding. Everyone has just written me off. All I know is no fucking body better be all on my social media or funeral and say how close we were. BITCH FUCK YOU. I only have a few people that I actually talk and consider friends. Like wtf.

Do Great Things

So life....huh? Sometimes things go great and sometimes it doesnt. Most days you want to fall apart and sometimes you have it together. ...