Everyone needs it. Help, I mean. A person may need help moving furniture. So, naturally, you lend a hand to help them, right? A person may just need help with a simple visit by a friend or family member. I recently spent an entire week with my mom helping her clean up the old home place and just being there to talk with her about her frustrations as well as mine. I felt, after awhile, that she was probably getting sick of me but she assured me likewise. I rather enjoyed this week just being with my mom and talking with her about everything that’s been bothering us. Hell, it’s certainly cheaper than therapy! I’m very thankful that my mother and I have that “mother-daughter bond” that every mother dreams about. There is absolutely NOTHING that I can’t tell my mom. We talk about some pretty sick/crazy stuff and we’re always brutally honest with one another. This helps me more than anything right now. Even though I live with “kind and caring” grandparents, they aren’t able to listen and understand the way my mom does. She can get very angry at times, but I know she means well.
So I’m beginning to wonder…why do I still feel as if my family owes me something? I thought for sure that once my parents were released that I would gain some closure on this particularly unsettling situation of mine. So why haven’t I? I’m beginning to wonder if there is something wrong with me, mentally. Am I depressed? Am I insane? And why the hell can’t I be consistently happy?! I’m wondering if I don’t need “help”. Y’know, where you’re sent to a psychiatrist so they can prescribe you pills that make your emotions screw themselves over. I don’t want that…but I also don’t want this feeling to continue; this feeling of never being satisfied with ANYTHING! My appearance, my accomplishments, my knowledge, my relationship with my family, and even my lovely home where I currently reside…none of it satisfies me. Something always seems like it’s missing. And if I hear somebody tell me it’s because I don’t have a boyfriend, I will stab you in the jaw! Seriously. A boyfriend will only throw things into more chaos. I’m not big on “love” anyway. Close friends know where I truly stand on that matter.
I’m hoping that my going to college will alleviate part of this. If it doesn’t I may actually consider the other option. If anybody else feels similar to the way I do, I could certainly sympathize. I’d like to hear from those that do…
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If there will be no tears in Heaven, what will happen to the tears of joy shed at the gates?
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