Its been a long time since I've been on this site, I've had so much going on in my life. My brain feels like its mush at this point. I've become the 'yes-man" the one who can never say no to anyone and always has to please everyone. At some point I'm going to snap and I know it-I'm so scared that the person I'm going to blow up on will be my boyfriend. He's the one that lets me relax and let me try and gather my thoughts. Which is why I'm guessing he's gonna be the one that I end up throwing a chair at.
All I really want at this point is to get s**t faced drunk and just look up at the stars in the middle of the woods. With no one else around. I just want to relax and listen to the quiet. My ears will probably be ringing from the constant chattering that I have to endure but I don't care. I just need a couple hours to myself.
And no, this isn't PMS or whatever. I've just become the go to person in everyone's life for there problems. Not that I wasn't before but now its gotten to the point that the only person who asks me how I am and what I need is my boyfriend, Henry. I thank the gods for him everyday my sanity would be completely gone if it wasn't for him.
I hate my job, I have no money, my car drinks gas like crazy (stupid giant land yacht!), I can't afford food or health insurance, I'm basically living out of my car, jumping between his house and my parents. God the only two souls who don't get me overly stressed is my dog and my lizard!
I'm taking on the stress of everyone around me and its backfiring hardcore. I've tried meditation and asking the Goddess for guidance and sleeping more then normal, working out, hiking NOTHING is getting the stress to go away. WHY THE HELL DID I HAVE TO BECOME THE PSYCHOLOGIST OF THE GROUP! I DIDN'T WANT THIS I'M NOT EQUIPT TO HANDLE THIS!
I don't know what you should tell your baby daddy/baby mama, what college to go to or what to major in. Seriously I'm not even one hundred percent sure on what foods I like. And NO I do NOT know if she likes you by the way she drinks water. I am not a mind reader. SERIOUSLY JUST GO TO SOMEONE ELSE FOR ONCE! I CAN'T HANDLE ALL OF THIS.
Because of all this I can't even handle it when my dog whines because she wants to get the squirrel outside. I have actually yelled at her for this.
Dixie (My dog.) is a hound mix.
Chasing squirrels is in her D.N.A.
WTF is wrong with me! I love my puppy! And I've yelled at her for being just that-a puppy!
I need to do something before something bad happens. I just have no idea what... I'm just so frustrated and frazzled.
All I really want at this point is to get s**t faced drunk and just look up at the stars in the middle of the woods. With no one else around. I just want to relax and listen to the quiet. My ears will probably be ringing from the constant chattering that I have to endure but I don't care. I just need a couple hours to myself.
And no, this isn't PMS or whatever. I've just become the go to person in everyone's life for there problems. Not that I wasn't before but now its gotten to the point that the only person who asks me how I am and what I need is my boyfriend, Henry. I thank the gods for him everyday my sanity would be completely gone if it wasn't for him.
I hate my job, I have no money, my car drinks gas like crazy (stupid giant land yacht!), I can't afford food or health insurance, I'm basically living out of my car, jumping between his house and my parents. God the only two souls who don't get me overly stressed is my dog and my lizard!
I'm taking on the stress of everyone around me and its backfiring hardcore. I've tried meditation and asking the Goddess for guidance and sleeping more then normal, working out, hiking NOTHING is getting the stress to go away. WHY THE HELL DID I HAVE TO BECOME THE PSYCHOLOGIST OF THE GROUP! I DIDN'T WANT THIS I'M NOT EQUIPT TO HANDLE THIS!
I don't know what you should tell your baby daddy/baby mama, what college to go to or what to major in. Seriously I'm not even one hundred percent sure on what foods I like. And NO I do NOT know if she likes you by the way she drinks water. I am not a mind reader. SERIOUSLY JUST GO TO SOMEONE ELSE FOR ONCE! I CAN'T HANDLE ALL OF THIS.
Because of all this I can't even handle it when my dog whines because she wants to get the squirrel outside. I have actually yelled at her for this.
Dixie (My dog.) is a hound mix.
Chasing squirrels is in her D.N.A.
WTF is wrong with me! I love my puppy! And I've yelled at her for being just that-a puppy!
I need to do something before something bad happens. I just have no idea what... I'm just so frustrated and frazzled.
