HangmanNoose
Active member
To me Aug 10th, is the most miserable day of my life. Why because it's my birthday, And I hate it. I hate hearing Happy birthday, because it just isn't a happy one it never is. tomorrow I will be 31. and I feel so miserable. I always thought my life would be better. but No matter how much I try to make my life better This **** Mental illness that completely F's up my life and prevents me from living the way I want. just makes it all seem a bitter pointless, useless, pathetic reason for existing. sometimes the days I feel like I can conquer the world, are the most tragic of all. because they give me false hope.
But I guess the another reason is, I just want a woman to hold. I just want to cuddle up and just relax listen to the sound of her breathing. tell corny jokes to and listen to her laugh. and maybe go to dinner and just forget about all the other worries I have for just a brief moment in my life. and really I want that anytime. But I guess it even harder when your reminded of how old your getting and how your life isn't what you wanted it to be. and how lonely I am. I just hate it.
To top it all off I lost my disability. I can't work, But I hate not working. I hate feeling Like a dead beat. But I can't work and I know I can't. took to much pain sweat and blood to learn that truth. and when I finally get on disability, they take it away, saying I can. Always stress, and this is why I want someone to hold and tell all my problems to and just feel wanted for a change. but anyway dreading tomorrow. just needed to vent. so much I want to say but I just don't need to vent that much right now.
But I guess the another reason is, I just want a woman to hold. I just want to cuddle up and just relax listen to the sound of her breathing. tell corny jokes to and listen to her laugh. and maybe go to dinner and just forget about all the other worries I have for just a brief moment in my life. and really I want that anytime. But I guess it even harder when your reminded of how old your getting and how your life isn't what you wanted it to be. and how lonely I am. I just hate it.
To top it all off I lost my disability. I can't work, But I hate not working. I hate feeling Like a dead beat. But I can't work and I know I can't. took to much pain sweat and blood to learn that truth. and when I finally get on disability, they take it away, saying I can. Always stress, and this is why I want someone to hold and tell all my problems to and just feel wanted for a change. but anyway dreading tomorrow. just needed to vent. so much I want to say but I just don't need to vent that much right now.