It's like a bad sitcom now....
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It's like a bad sitcom now....
| Fri, 12-16-2005 - 12:02pm |
I have just finally stepped out of my shoes and just started watching. It's funny really.
So you all know about my BF breaking up with me last week, then I figure I have to find a new place to live, then my lights go out on my car, then they start doing layoffs at work, and then my car got broken into again! Oh and I forgot to mention that my wallet was stolen like a month ago, so I don't have an ID right now. Then I go to put the security deposit down on my apartment and I get pulled over, and then my luck changed. The cop was about my age and female. I lost it and started crying, but I was laughing in between sobs. I tell her all of this. I'm breaking down completely but it so funny. She let me go, she said that I have had enough of a headache and that she didn't want to add to it.
And I went home and I was depressed all night. So I hand wrote a 10 page letter, I guess, to know one in particular. I got it all out. All my emotions, all my screaming, all my heartbreak, all of my frustrations.
And then I started listing all the good things I have. I started looking around all all the doors that are opening because a window is shutting. I stopped staring at that window wishing to stay open.
I have this amazing life that I am taking for granted by being upset. And I'm not going to do it anymore.
You know, I was feeling pity for myself this whole last week and I know that i will still be sad, but I can embrace that and move on.
Sorry I have been such a stick on the mud! I vow to be better!
So you all know about my BF breaking up with me last week, then I figure I have to find a new place to live, then my lights go out on my car, then they start doing layoffs at work, and then my car got broken into again! Oh and I forgot to mention that my wallet was stolen like a month ago, so I don't have an ID right now. Then I go to put the security deposit down on my apartment and I get pulled over, and then my luck changed. The cop was about my age and female. I lost it and started crying, but I was laughing in between sobs. I tell her all of this. I'm breaking down completely but it so funny. She let me go, she said that I have had enough of a headache and that she didn't want to add to it.
And I went home and I was depressed all night. So I hand wrote a 10 page letter, I guess, to know one in particular. I got it all out. All my emotions, all my screaming, all my heartbreak, all of my frustrations.
And then I started listing all the good things I have. I started looking around all all the doors that are opening because a window is shutting. I stopped staring at that window wishing to stay open.
I have this amazing life that I am taking for granted by being upset. And I'm not going to do it anymore.
You know, I was feeling pity for myself this whole last week and I know that i will still be sad, but I can embrace that and move on.
Sorry I have been such a stick on the mud! I vow to be better!


I am so glad to hear that you are feeling better! Way to use those boot straps!
But we are all entitled to feel a little sorry for ourselves every now and again - just as long as it isn't all of the time.