There's nothing here.
Life is but a play, and all the people in it, actors.
Palm is to Face, as..
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger. I call bullshit. What doesn't kill you makes you -stressed out-.
I haven't been this stressed out, or spread thin, in a couple of years. I could use a vacation. And I don't think i'm out of place to say I deserve one. Why am I the one that has to deal with all of this s**t, while everybody else seems to just breeze by? I guess I just drew the short straw.
Four 'friends' pining for your attention. Jerking you back and forth, while bitching at each other for wanting the same thing from you. Making it their jobs to know what your business is and tell you how to do it, and what to want. Making it your job to please them while they get the phase out of their systems.
People you don't know telling you that you may have to relocate again because of somebody else's ******** three states away. And knowing that if you do move up there, you'll have to stay with the fine bunch of folks that were so pleasant to you the last time you were there. Expecting you to succeed. As though you had a choice..
Insomnia, headaches, voices voices voices acting up in your head all the while. Can't sleep, sometimes can't even think. And still you're the one who's going to have to worry about the tedious bills, and deal with upset 'friends', and paying back poorly-thought-out loans. Loans that someone else asked for, and decided to leave for you to clean up. Thanks, I love having that on my mind as I try to fight insomnia for a few hours of sleep. Don't forget the roof. Remember that storm last week that blew the shingles to ******** and back. Lots of fun having all those people bark at you to get it fixed. Every crackhead in town offering to do it good and perfect for $50. Thanks for asking around, Crystal. No way I could have found somebody to do it on my own.
And petty as it is, not a soul to talk to about it all. Who wants to hear -your- troubles? Who else could even understand where you're coming from? Surrounded by idiots. Bias idiots. Besides, there's nothing you can do even if you had somebody to talk to about it all, anyway. It would be nothing more than whining.
So, now that i'm done whining. I do feel a bit less stressed. I'll take that for the day.