I get tired of chasing people and trying to keep relationships going
when it seems that the other people aren't interested. Do I suck that
much? Am I that rotten and boring and stupid and unworthy of regard?
Andrew
Monica
Pam
Liz
Rio
Dee
Keith
Kate
Pat
Eric
Andrea
Father
Cousin Weez
I am too proud to beg. Please love me. Please pay attention to me. I
am lonely and sad. I want to smile and laugh with people. I want to
spend time talking with you. I want to know what you've been up to. I
want to make peace. How fucking pathetic. An invitation to use me as
a doormat, kick me in the teeth, insult me, abuse me, use me for
whatever you can get, and then leave. I'd rather pretend I don't need
you than admit how much I miss the closeness I've had with people in
the past and don't have with anyone anymore.
I get tired of working and not getting anything out of it. The
computer at work doesn't record our production properly and everyone
seems to know this, but it doesn't stop the boss from sending snippy
notes about needing to get our numbers up. It's arbitrary beyond
belief.
I get tired of being creative and not seeing any payoff for that. Why
waste my time and money on stuff that nobody appreciates, nobody
buys, bla bla. I don't know how many times people have told me I
don't charge enough for my stuff...but nobody goddamn buys it at a
cheap price, so what would it gain me to raise the price? They still
wouldn't buy it. Plus it would screw up the calculations I use for
filing my taxes.
I get tired of living when there is no joy in it. No pleasure, no
fun, no profit. No reason for any of it. Just day after day of
waiting to die. 40 or so more goddamned years of being miserable and
mostly unloved and uncared for. Just getting older and more bitter
and less marketable and dying dying every day. Without the courage or
conviction to just end it now,today,and forget about the rest of it.