Quote: Obinice, Aug 2009I hate my life.
Not the kind of hate where you get really angry. No. I don't have the energy to be angry. I just hate my life, full stop.
What's the point in being angry about it? That gets you nowhere. In fact, nothing gets you anywhere, ever.
Ordinarily, I would mumble this to myself as I lay in bed staring at the blackness of night. However, you are here, and so am I.
I have no future at the moment. Not in education, employment, relationship, I can even see some of my long term friendships coming to a closure rather soon.
I'm not after sympathy. Preferably, a solution. Preferably even....you can all join me in misery. After all....misery loves company, and you're welcome at the home of the blues.
Some of you have known love, some haven't. Some have known disconnection from society and reality, some haven't. Some of you, won't really understand what I mean, but think you do.
What fun.
Um, so yes. I do hate my life. I have for a while now, for more than just a while. I don't actively talk to even my closest of friends about it, because it's awkward and unresolvable.
One of the problems, is that I don't care enough about certain things. For example, I bet you all care about getting a job. Well sure, I want happiness, worldly goods, but....a job? The whole premise of a job, is something you don't enjoy doing.
I understand....that people do something they don't enjoy, because it is offset by something they enjoy far more. For example, continuing to live.
But, beyond biologically living, are you really living, spending most of your life doing something you don't enjoy, surrounded by people you don't like?
I worked in an office for a year, not much granted, but that's how I feel about it. Don't tell me that your experience is different. If you had a nice time working with your fellow man, then YOU'RE the person I didn't like at that office. The sort of person who gets along with everyone because they're all on the same wavelength.
Girls into cosmetics, guys into cars.
Not me.
This goes under rants, I think. But...it's more than just a rant. You, my lovely stranger, know a little about me, that some of my best friends do not.
Now, go have a cup of tea and watch the news, or...whatever.
If you truly hated your life you i'd want to end it or you'd want to change it and I've been at both points. But the change doesn't come without effort and if you are too apathetic to try then I think you deserve your lot in life, however if you can muster up enough energy to change something, one little thing then it'll help.
Oh and how can belittle people who enjoy their work? I enjoy mine, I learn stuff all the time, meet interesting people all that, its part of my life. Sure I wish I could bum around w*nking 7 times a day, trying for the record of 8 and watching sh*t telly, but where would I be? With all the other apathetic sh*thouse c*nt losers, I'd rather make the effort to drag myself out of that, make a career for myself like I am doing, make enough money to look after my family and friends, to help people out including myself.
In summary, if you can't be arsed trying to change, accept it and stop moaning.