I really can't say what is going on in this odd mind of mine. At one moment, my blood will be pumping and I feel a grin form on my face and all is blissful and well. Then the next moment arrives and I feel like I did not so long ago. Empty. Confused. Frusterated. Melancholy. Depressed.
I don't know why it happens. I really don't. I have nothing to be sad about. I am not failing any classes, my work load isn't that much. I have such a great boyfriend who is so nice and wonderful to me. I have good friends who love and support me. I have an amazing family who is always there for me. I am not hideous. I am working on losing weight. I am not living in a crappy house. We have enough money for food. My parents don't abuse me. My household is stable.
So what the fuck am I not content with?
A few minutes ago, before my mom went to bed she gave me a hug good night. She told me: you are my little girl..I love you so much. I don't want you to feel unhappy about anything. I want you to be happy. I want you to make good decisions. I want you to know that I am always here for you and I love you so much. I am so proud of you, of everything you've done. I love you.
It made me cry a little.. I don't know why it effected me like it did. Now I just feel like maybe she's noticed that I am not exactly happy and maybe I'm not making the right decisions and I am not aware of everything great I have.
I can't honestly say what's wrong. I guess some part of me is stressed out and frusterated.
Mom keeps telling me that I need to wake up earlier. I apperently don't do enough around the house and it's starting to piss her off... I don't think anyone really understands though.. I really can't go to sleep unless I am really tired. I CAN'T wake myself up unless I've had a certain amount of sleep. I am EMBARASSED by the fact that I sleep ALL fucking day. I want to get up early and actually see day light for more then 3 hours. I'm not purposely staying up 'till 5am so I can take joy in sleeping all day. I'm just not tired until then. I think I need some sort of sleep aid. If I go to bed at a normal, decent time, I wake up half way through the night and I'm not tired anymore. If I go to bed when I'm purley exaushted, then I sleep just fine. Grr. I don't know.
Everything will be fine. It's going to have to be.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
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