Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Blow Out

Sometimes I want to kick things when I'm angry. I will find something in my office and say "Hey, I'd like to break that, I wonder if I can." I don't do it, but one these days I just might. Then maybe they will send me home for the day and I can regroup.

Sometimes I just want to walk out on work as well. Just say screw this and then leave.

I feel the same with certain people. I'd love to walk away from them and never see/speak/hear from them ever again. That is easier said then done. It's a very difficult task to block people, work and other problems from your head. They will linger around and disappear for a little, then re-appear.

Very sick and tired of being shit on from people, from work, from life.

I haven't reached my breaking point, but sometimes it gets close.

I'm fine. Don't touch me. I'm alright. Don't touch me.

End of Vent.

Tomorrow is a new day. Someone cheer me up. Make me some brownies with no nuts in them.

Song of the Day.

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