No, not the movie, the concept. Some things in life seem as if they never end. In my case, it seems like a never ending story of things going wrong. My life when it decides to fall apart does so in a massive way. In a multi-part saga of mini tragedies. I'm so tired of that, why can't I have a streak of good luck or something just not so sucky?
Even having depression is a never ending feeling. Why couldn't I be one of those people who actually responds to medication and gets better?
Grrrrr! I'm just so mad at everything and I hate that. That's not who I am or who I want to be.
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