It's not fair god dammit Not in the least
#1
Posted 02 October 2009 - 11:41 PM
I just feel like no matter fucking what, awesome shit happens to fucking undeserving bastards around me every fucking day for reasons I can't even fathom. Uninspired chuckle-heads are getting great jobs while people who actually deserve them are waiting in line at the unemployment office, complete and utter braying jackasses are getting world-class girls that they should consider themselves lucky to even know let alone be with and take it for absolute granted and the most miserable cunts in the universe seem to get shit handed to them on a silver plate and I'm god damn sick of it. I'm sucking sick to death of it. It's all I can do to just start ripping my fucking hair out sometimes. Are these specific examples? Absolutely. Am I gonna go super in-depth? We'll see what happens. I'm just steam of consciousness-ing this thing.
Normally I try not to let it bug me. Normally I tell myself that it's just how the world works and that decent people like myself, a lot of people here and many others I know personally who have nothing will eventually get what they rightfully deserve even if it seems as though it's never going to come. But if I had to be real honest with myself I could say I've come to a point where if something doesn't happen soon I won't be able to continue to convince myself that it's true and I just won't have the courage to put my God damn feet on the ground tomorrow morning. I've never felt so selfish in all of my life but beyond that I've never cared less.
For the longest time I remember the shoe being on the other foot. I had a ton of awesome shit going for me and all my friends who were in the hole looking for something to keep them walking a little longer before they collapsed under the weight of the unknowing would look to me for it. But I worked hard for everything I had and I shared with anyone I could in any way I could. I had the answer every fucking time and now that the tide has turned I've got nothing to tell myself anymore. I don't even fucking know.
The things that are taking place...it's nothing new. It's always been there - I just felt like I could handle it because I knew somehow that everything balanced out in the end but Jesus Christ I don't think I believe myself when I say it does anymore. The shit I used to tell people...it was good shit and I believed it when I said it then but looking back if I was being told that same shit I'd shrug it off so fast you couldn't even blink before it hit the fucking ground.
I saw a good many things in the last few days that triggered this new madness. I saw a picture of my ex with her new boyfriend. I thought I was over that shit but if it pisses me off I guess I never did. My thought as callous as it may seem is that "I know her. I know what she's like. She doesn't deserve to be happy. She doesn't deserve to be with anyone. She deserves to be alone where she can be left with herself to see how much she changed for the worse." I see my ever changing career paths and that no matter how many connections I establish I never seem to move forward. I stay in the same fucking distance and move sideways. When I turn and see people I know who are fucking worthless dolts getting excellent fucking salary ESPECIALLY considering the state of the economy and their skill set if it can so be called. Not for lack of trying. No, certainly not. I work harder than most people I know and then they have the gull to get upset with me because I can't go out and party just so I can make my fucking bills. I'm sorry to inconvenience you guys, but I have to be an adult. I don't understand how anyone within a 3 year cushion of my age, front or back, could even have the time or disposable income to live that way or have the time to do that shit. I need to do that shit if I want to stay sane cause I really think I'm losing my fucking mind this time. These people just get smashed in the face with opportunity and either waste it or don't appreciate it for shit and it makes me want to fucking throw them off an overpass because I don't believe them to be worth the ground they're standing on sometimes.
So when is my time to rise again? Why did all of a sudden a year ago everything just plummet to the fucking ground and become so pessimistic to where I can't even laugh at myself anymore? How much more shit and muck do I have to slop around in before I can start climbing my way back up and have all the things I feel that I have deserved as virtue of working for them again? I've known the feeling - it's the height of euphoria to truly understand what it is to work your ass off for everything you have and in turn for those things to be directly proportional in quality for how hard you've worked for them. But not any more.
And I know that there are many of you, many people you may know, many people I myself know who are in the exact same fucking spot. Probably even worse off. The easy answer is to say that this is how things are and you have to accept it. I can't accept that. If I accept that then there's no reason for me to ever try to excel beyond anyone else in any aspect of my life or anything I do for the rest of my God given days. To accept that would be to surrender to the every day mediocrity of the every day and I don't think I could live my life doing that because you're not living a life you're walking a path. And walking that path leads from nowhere and goes to nowhere.
What do you do when you have nothing left to go on? Truly nothing. No thoughts, no people who you can talk to who you feel like really understand it 100%, no perspective and a jaded sense of reason that won't let you try to conjure up more of the same nonsense you've been sustaining off of for as long as you can remember? The first time where you ever genuinely concerned for your own mental health?
I don't know what else to write here. I reiterate. Everything I've said in these paragraphs is vain, conceited, childish and immature. I just wish I cared enough to say that meant something to me. That it meant something for me to understand that and still post this and not care that people are going to tell me to suck it up or whatever the fuck else. Normally that would stop me. Not anymore. There's no longer a reason not to do something for me anymore I guess. I just hope that by posting this, someone will say something; anything really that would give me just a spark to ignite that sense of purpose again. Or at very least that someone might read this and feel like they're not alone.
Thanks for reading if you did.

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#2
Posted 03 October 2009 - 01:11 AM
CoffeeCake, on May 5 2009, 02:01 AM, said:
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#3
Posted 04 October 2009 - 01:54 PM
*Semi-ongoing joke from skype chat. Which may help if you need to unwind a bit.
#4
Posted 05 October 2009 - 02:22 PM
noodle, on 04 October 2009 - 01:54 PM, said:
This part sort of sank in when I was at work the other night. I made a lot of realizations that should have been made long ago and now that I understand and accept them, I'm just really not a big fan of myself right now.

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#5
Posted 05 October 2009 - 02:36 PM
#6
Posted 05 October 2009 - 03:40 PM
noodle, on 05 October 2009 - 02:36 PM, said:
It's more about like being disappointed by the fact that long running denial and years of ego-inflating comments made me think I was someone who I've recently found I'm just not. I have a lot of standards, morals and preconceived notions regarding a lot of things, but when I took a hard look at myself there are a lot of things that don't match or add up. I'd add more but I have to head to class. I'll edit it later tonight.

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#7
Posted 05 October 2009 - 09:39 PM

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#8
Posted 05 October 2009 - 10:02 PM
The Masterplan, on 05 October 2009 - 03:40 PM, said:
I know this feeling. In the last few months I've been feeling a lot more like an adult -- for no real specific reason, but I've just been reevaluating a lot of my conceptions and the reasons behind them. Amateur self-psychoanalysis, I guess. Examining why I think the way they do.
One thing I will say about myself, even though I deal with my own share of self-loathing. I live for myself. I don't slide into place and get stuck in society. I do my own thing, for lack of a better term, and I'm a pretty strange guy (lately I've really been realizing the, uh, depths of how weird I am compared to other people).
Evergreen_forest, on Oct 21 2008, 06:43 AM, said:
#9
Posted 06 October 2009 - 01:47 PM

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#10
Posted 06 October 2009 - 03:43 PM
CoffeeCake, on May 5 2009, 02:01 AM, said:
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#11
Posted 06 October 2009 - 10:20 PM
Thats when it really starts to suck. really though, it gets worse.
#12
Posted 08 October 2009 - 12:58 PM
Rocksteady, on 06 October 2009 - 10:20 PM, said:
Thats when it really starts to suck. really though, it gets worse.
Side note: for your own sanity, I recommend you get the fuck out of Michigan.
Evergreen_forest, on Oct 21 2008, 06:43 AM, said:

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