Becoming Something Bad
This holiday season has proved too much. Anger, rage, and jealousy building up inside. The boiling point is close, I can tell.
My roommates, "friends" of mine, had 2 Christmas dinners not inviting me to either. All of our Toronto friends reaching out to them but not a word to me with Christmas wishes
Yes, I push people away but still....you think they'd at least try. My head hurts, I'm so angry. Burning, frothing, punching dents into fridges. I am not becoming something good.
I'm so alone in Ottawa. I have literally no one here for me. No one to be my support. Im either crying my self to sleep or actually knocking my self out.
Monday can't come fast enough. Alcohol, steel, rubies.....rest.
My roommates, "friends" of mine, had 2 Christmas dinners not inviting me to either. All of our Toronto friends reaching out to them but not a word to me with Christmas wishes
Yes, I push people away but still....you think they'd at least try. My head hurts, I'm so angry. Burning, frothing, punching dents into fridges. I am not becoming something good.
I'm so alone in Ottawa. I have literally no one here for me. No one to be my support. Im either crying my self to sleep or actually knocking my self out.
Monday can't come fast enough. Alcohol, steel, rubies.....rest.
36-40, M
