I'm tired.
Tired of being overloaded, stressed, annoyed. Tired of insults, tired. I want to do better. I want to pick myself off the ground and do something. Tired of expectations, goals, bars set to high.
Tired of being now me. Missing old me. Afraid of new me. Tired of being a failure. Tired of can't. Tired of never.
Just plain tired.
In my sleep deprived state, I've come to the realization that I have no self esteem. None. And probably no one else has much confidence in me either. I'm always left behind, no one remembers me.
"Oh, I'll come back to you later..."
And I let them. Because I'm a pushover.
I'm too patient. I can wait. They can't.
I try to good things with good intentions. But in the end, they'll never remember. Never. I'll just fade away, pushed back by their successes. When I'm gone will people remember me? I hardly doubt it.
Today I have been partially stressed. VA is getting me down, I can't produce my best work and life is speeding OUT OF CONTROL.
*sigh*
It will get better soon, holidays are near.
LC
0 comments:
Post a Comment