Do you ever wish you lived someone else’s life?

I’m having one of those nights where I am just not feeling it. I felt personally attacked my someone at a social tonight who judged me because I was working in a high earning industry. They compared me to someone who has been homeless when I spoke about getting free tickets to an event. Apparently someone they knew who was homeless saved for tickets and if I really wanted them I would get them. It wasn’t that serious but it really pissed me off. They do not know my story. They do not know what I have been through. Assuming my life is gravy or comparing my determination to someone who was once homeless. F that. I’ve been put in situations in my life that forced the life of being homeless. They don’t know this! Ugh! It just put me in a mood.

Sometimes, I wish I was anyone but me. Ideally someone who has got it pretty nailed by society’s standards. Ugh I don’t know. Then my flatmate who is leaving tomorrow is being super off. We never got along but it’s funny how she ignores me who is generally pleasant and is up my other flatmate ass. I’ve noticed both are two faced but I ignore it. It’s life. No one can be trusted.

Ugh. Tonight is not my night.