July 17, 2004
mcsigh
I'm supposed to be leaving to go to McWork right now, but I don't feel like it just yet. So instead I shall post. I simply need to say that I'm tired; tired of thinking, tired of sleeping, tired of ... trying to live. Now don't get me wrong, the last thing I would ever do is go and kill myself or somethin, and I'm not a drinker or a druggie or a sex addict so I can't even go and destroy my body that way. The way I destroy my body is with my mind. For the last week or so I haven't been able to fall asleep until around 4AM, even if I get into bed at 11pm. My brain will not quit.
Yesterday my mom tried to convince me to go to a bbq the youth pastor was putting on for the youth (im 20: not so much a youth). I said I didn't want to, sisters came home so I now had a ride to get there, so she made me go with them saying I need to get a life (in the nice here, im trying to help you, sort of way.)
The thing she doesn't understand is that I have a life, and I have many friends that I cannot see because she doesn't like me on the bus going out to vancouver.... so I sit in my room and therefore do not have a life. I don't know how to resolve it, and it is ruining the friendships I do have.
<< straight signals? | Main | prairieblue >> 12:52 PM by RobThe main problem is that I have always tried to obey my parents. I'm one of those chillun who does what they say without a fuss: always. I am the cinderella of this house. Of my three sisters and myself, I am the only one with regular chores - the only one who stays home all saturday to help in the yard - the one who doesn't blow up when she asks to vacuum the house.... but I get no recognition for it, and now apparently I need help getting a life.
well thumbs up to you, parents. Potentially the worst part about this, is I have no idea when I will be able to escape. They're still quite against the concept of me moving out, and even now they're against me finding a real full-time job. full time at mcdonalds is ok, but downtown in an office? what? no, go apply at saveon.
I need trust. That is all I need. I'm not a "bye mom and dad, i'm gonna go become a male prostitute and let everyone corrupt me" better go to work.
You really are insightful Rob. You and I are similar in the ways of not having a life (or so it seems) and being the "good son" (but not like the one in the movie--if you've seen it). I have those nights all the time, where thoughts just process until the wee hours of the morning and cannot be shut down. My advice to you is to find a job, a job you like, odviously McDonalds isn't fufilling you, you need something that makes you feel somewhat important. Go for it, turn in applications and take the risk... remember, just because they offer the job, doesn't mean you have to take it.
Posted by: Steven at July 18, 2004 09:04 PM