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Zeeboe -> RE: The day that I have been waiting for is almost here. Prayers are needed please. (5/16/2008 9:58:13 PM)
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I need to vent, and that's what I am going to do now. Pay it no mind. I realize I should keep this to myself, but it helps me to give people the option to read this rant if they are so inclined. But responding is not needed, and a response is not what I am looking for. This is just a rant. I've been feeling really depressed and angry over this. What was supposed to be a good week turned into a nightmare? This is why I was scared of failing. I knew I'd react this way. I honestly believed I'd overcome the fear, but my entire life I've always struggled at everything and always cracked while under pressure. Anytime I get happy and get confident, something always comes along to knock me down and remind me of who I am, and what my place in this life is. It's not some force out there can't stand seeing me enjoy life, so it comes along to ruin things. I rarely feel generally happy. For the most part, I'm a very bitter, depressed and angry human being. I never take my anger out on others though, and always put on a good attitude and have made myself be content with life, but on the inside and when just around me, I'm miserable. I have having to life with myself. I hate that I make mistakes. I hate that I'm not very bright. I even hate my first and last name. I hate being tall, and I hate that people are always telling me how lucky I am to be tall. Well, they can take my height if they want it so bad cause I hate it, and I don't wanna be tall. I don't wanna be different. Since I was a teenager, I've been told how girls love tall guys. Well, I've never had a girlfriend in my entire life and rarely go on second dates, so being tall has not helped me in that department. I'm also not only tall, but big as well and that is something I know women are not interested, and I hate having to live inside this big thing called a human body. I hate that my likes have to be unique. I hate being so unpopular and alone in life. I hate that people have used me to make themselves feel better about themselves. I hate that no one understands exactly how this feels. I hate that at age 25, I still have the exact same thoughts and feelings about life that I did as a teenager, only I've grown more angry and sad as I've gotten older. Anyway, in regards of driving, I'm not wanting to do any heavy duty driving. I'm just wanting to get to and from work, and that's it. I plan to do very little driving, and yet in order to get a license, I have to be a perfect driver, take on challenges I have no plans of ever taking on, and make no mistakes while doing it. I've come so far, and yet at the very end, it's all gotten so hard. It shouldn't be. It's just driving. But whenever I get nervous, I screw up. I can't sit there and drive while some stranger is sitting in there with me, watching me and writing stuff down.
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