I am pissed off. Frustrated. Annoyed. Aggravated. Sad. I'm trying so hard not to be bitter, but I am losing that battle. And today was definitely not a good day to listen to Phyllis Hyman on pandora.com, but I did it anyway.
Today ...
I wonder why I even bothered to do the "right" things in my life -- get a degree, good job, wait until I'm married to have kids -- while it seems like everyone who does the opposite gets everything I want.
I am tired of being described as "sweet" and "the girl next door", by men who are screwing the chick around the way, the one they don't even like, just because she's ready, willing and able.
I want the folks from Trojan, Durex, LifeStyles, etc. to do a national demonstration on how not to make a condom break. But would anyone show up?
I wish I could direct my anger at the right target.
I wish there was no such thing as too good to be true.
I wish I could say I never felt this bad before.
Tonight, I will ...
Sit around in my pajamas and use up every tissue packet in sight.
Watch Grey's online and lust after McSteamy. (McDreamy's played out).
Drown my sorrows in burnt popcorn and cherry flavored Kool-Aid.
Cheer on "Dexter" as he chops people into bits and tosses them into the ocean.
And tomorrow, I will put on my fake smile and go about my business. I know things will get better. They have to.
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9 comments:
I feel your pain, friend. Call me if you need anything.
This sounds like me last year...I have nothing especially profound or introspective to say, but for what it's worth your Dexter comment was really hilarious. :ol
I'm hoping you feel better...
let it out chica!!! be angry!! it's good for you. and good for me to hear that i'm not the only one who feels this way sometimes! but honest, feel better, but only when you're ready.
damn, sounds like a bad day
hope you cheer up
Doesn't it make you just wanna break something?...not anything of your own, of course. Hopefully a good vent and Dexter helped.
Thanks ya'll. I'm better, just needed to rant and rave for a second.
ooohhh, 4real? that was a bad day, momma. glad you're feeling better. i feel you big time on the fake smile comment. we do what we gotta do, right? Smooches.
Glad you're getting it off your chest, because that helps. Do what you need to do to feel better. Call somebody, cry, scream, whatever. And I hope you feel better, lady.
Damn! I felt like that the other day. I had got home from going to a birthday party after having an unnecessary argument with my ex and I just sat in my car screaming at the top of my lungs. If someone saw me they must have thought I was crazy.
Just one of them days, one of them days…
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