Wailun
Well-known member
This has been going through my mind for a while now and I feel like it's time i finally get this out. (Bit of a rant, sorry)
For the past few months, I've started looking for a job. Been going to univerity for the last 4 years with hopes of getting a good job like everyone else.But once I've finally gotten out, there's nothing I can get.
Now that I don't have school, I no longer have anythign to distract myself from.. well myself. The more I look at what's around me the more I tell myself... I hate this. It feels like everything is a mess. I've gone to university, tried the best I can, but have nothing to show for it. can't even get a job with this. I have to do one more driving test to get my full license, but I hate being in that hell filled four-wheeled steel box. Every memory I've had with that thing called a car has just been my father yelling at me, telling me everything I do is wrong. I stop wrong, I turn wrong. Well if everything I do is wrong then FREAKIN TELL ME WHAT TO DO! BUT NO! Ever since those experiences, I think it jsut transfered to everything else in my life. The idea that everything I'm doing is wrong. To my father, everything I've done is wrong. My choice of friends is wrong, choosing not to go into a master program is wrong, not gelling my HAIR when I go out is WRONG.
I think the worst part of this is that everytime I tried to talk back, he just yells more saying that I'm wrong. Overtime, I've jsut learned to stay quiet and let the waves of wrong hit me. Now, I can't really even express myself. Like I find it almost impossible to tell ppl what I really think or feel. To be honest, even typing all this now took me a good while. I'm just finally saying now because... I don't tihnk I can take it anymore. I want to be heard, but I don't feel like I can speak freely to anyone anymore. Ive opened up to some ppl I've met on the forum, but... it doesn't feel like it's enough. I appreciate all those I've met and have helped me, but it feels like i have so much pain inside I just want to cry on someone's shoulder for a whole 24 hours. But there's no1.
I have to admit, I thought that typing this out would help me relieve some of this stress. And it has. I'm glad I've expressed myself here. I'm sorry for all the errors in my writting, it's been a while since I've written anything.
For the past few months, I've started looking for a job. Been going to univerity for the last 4 years with hopes of getting a good job like everyone else.But once I've finally gotten out, there's nothing I can get.
Now that I don't have school, I no longer have anythign to distract myself from.. well myself. The more I look at what's around me the more I tell myself... I hate this. It feels like everything is a mess. I've gone to university, tried the best I can, but have nothing to show for it. can't even get a job with this. I have to do one more driving test to get my full license, but I hate being in that hell filled four-wheeled steel box. Every memory I've had with that thing called a car has just been my father yelling at me, telling me everything I do is wrong. I stop wrong, I turn wrong. Well if everything I do is wrong then FREAKIN TELL ME WHAT TO DO! BUT NO! Ever since those experiences, I think it jsut transfered to everything else in my life. The idea that everything I'm doing is wrong. To my father, everything I've done is wrong. My choice of friends is wrong, choosing not to go into a master program is wrong, not gelling my HAIR when I go out is WRONG.
I think the worst part of this is that everytime I tried to talk back, he just yells more saying that I'm wrong. Overtime, I've jsut learned to stay quiet and let the waves of wrong hit me. Now, I can't really even express myself. Like I find it almost impossible to tell ppl what I really think or feel. To be honest, even typing all this now took me a good while. I'm just finally saying now because... I don't tihnk I can take it anymore. I want to be heard, but I don't feel like I can speak freely to anyone anymore. Ive opened up to some ppl I've met on the forum, but... it doesn't feel like it's enough. I appreciate all those I've met and have helped me, but it feels like i have so much pain inside I just want to cry on someone's shoulder for a whole 24 hours. But there's no1.
I have to admit, I thought that typing this out would help me relieve some of this stress. And it has. I'm glad I've expressed myself here. I'm sorry for all the errors in my writting, it's been a while since I've written anything.