RANDOM RANTS XXXI: I hate my job

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I wear these weird polyester shorts in gym because I don't have any other shorts that fit me, but the fabric's weird so it feel like I'm running around in my boxers ><
 
I am on the brink of a mental breakdown.

Everyones hates me because I like blue alien girls, my mom even called me a nutjob over it, my roommate says I complain to much, every time I try going to someone, anyone, about my problems, they simply tell me to take it to my therapist and are not even supportive of me. Not to mention that I only see my therapist once every two weeks.

Work is terrible, my dad lost his 23+ year job on the day of my mom's birthday, they're gonna lose the house and move far, far away, and their health insurance runs out at the end of june, which means no more meds for my brother with epilepsy, my mom with countless health problems, and my dad with diabetes AND a family history of heart disease; meaning all three may die by years end.

On top that, I feel like I'm unworthy of anyone's love, romantic or otherwise.

:suicide:

Pie, find some.
 
For some reason I'm feeling terribly isolated.
 
Another day of sickness. Oh and I've gotten all the homework I've missed. Vocab quiz tomorrow on words I have yet to study.. Oh the joys of being sick.. :(
 
i feel depressed, but i know i shouldn't, and its draining for me to attempt to feel good...
 
I was planning to go to bed at about 11.30, get a decent amount of sleep for once.

Considering it's already 12.45 and I'm not going to bed yet, this hasn't worked out too well.
 
Here's something simply lovely: I have Google Alerts for band members of a certain band. Anyways some kid who happens to have the same name as one of the band members signs up for Twitter. Now I'm getting endless Google Alerts for his whiny crap.
 
It's snowing in Leadville, CO today. It is hot and humid where I am actually at today. I want to be in Leadville. :( :( :(
 
The stigma of seeing a mental health professional :(.
 
Here's something simply lovely: I have Google Alerts for band members of a certain band. Anyways some kid who happens to have the same name as one of the band members signs up for Twitter. Now I'm getting endless Google Alerts for his whiny crap.
Did I ever tell you how much of an abomination Twitter is? ;)
 
my beard won't fully form :(
 
Rant... zzzzzzzzz... too.... tired.... zzzzzzz...

Also, after playing squash, for some reason, I now feel sick. Lovely.
 
Jesus christ it's hot out.

At least some nice storm systems are on the way, the only upside to a hot day.
 
It sucked at school today. It appears that depsite fixing one leak in the cooling tower yesterday, another one formed so we still had no AC.
 
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