and it’s not in the end.
i got into fights with both my parents this morning.
my anger and frustration just spilling over and i’m taking it out on people.
i originally told my Dad i needed to use the car today and he said okay.
and so i made plans thinking i would have it at my disposal.
then this morning he offered to drive me to and fro school instead.
problem: there’s no food near where i’ll be and no shuttle bus service on a Sunday.
so at first i said fine, angrily, and got into the car.
then i couldn’t contain it in the car.
and so he made a u-turn and turned it back to me.
i think i might have started a cold war.
nevertheless, i’ve figured it out somewhat.
i guess i just can’t take disappointment after disappointment.
from my parents, my friends and probably most of all myself.
i feel excluded, disadvantaged and unworthy.
and why don’t i ever fight or work for what i want?
why am i such a let-down?
About this entry
You’re currently reading “and it’s not in the end.,” an entry on &blackcrayon;
- Published:
- 19 April, 2009 (Sunday) / 10:37
- Category:
- Melancholy
- Tags:
No comments yet
Jump to comment form | comments rss [?] | trackback uri [?]