Blaab
Member
There is someone in my life I hate very much.
They don't listen, don't help, and don't do anything to better themselves.
But the worst part is, they say and act like at times they want to do better and actually do something with their life, but they never really try.
Maybe sometimes alittle, but never really enough.
Infact in some ways they just get worse.
I don't want to hate them or fault them so much, but it's all I seem to do.
Which might be part of the problem.
I don't really know what I'm doing posting here, I probably seem insane.
I want for things to be better, but they never go anywhere, and I don't really know what else to say this cry to.
Maybe someone here can help, but then again maybe I'll hide behind anonymity and still get no where.
Maybe I'm just confused or something but it feels like there is something to this idea of a personal self that isn't stuck in a lame broken human shell, and that confidence in self could be better if I just lived as [insert not human thing] rather then what I am. But maybe that's just greener grass.
And on top of it all I can't get past the brokeness of this idiot in my room.
Maybe I'll just vent here and shut up about it after a couple days and keep surviving in the state things are.
Sorry for wasting people's time by posting this garbage....
They don't listen, don't help, and don't do anything to better themselves.
But the worst part is, they say and act like at times they want to do better and actually do something with their life, but they never really try.
Maybe sometimes alittle, but never really enough.
Infact in some ways they just get worse.
I don't want to hate them or fault them so much, but it's all I seem to do.
Which might be part of the problem.
I don't really know what I'm doing posting here, I probably seem insane.
I want for things to be better, but they never go anywhere, and I don't really know what else to say this cry to.
Maybe someone here can help, but then again maybe I'll hide behind anonymity and still get no where.
Maybe I'm just confused or something but it feels like there is something to this idea of a personal self that isn't stuck in a lame broken human shell, and that confidence in self could be better if I just lived as [insert not human thing] rather then what I am. But maybe that's just greener grass.
And on top of it all I can't get past the brokeness of this idiot in my room.
Maybe I'll just vent here and shut up about it after a couple days and keep surviving in the state things are.
Sorry for wasting people's time by posting this garbage....