Meaningless, meaningless everything is meaningless…
B O R E D
What’s the point?
Does life even make sense?
Apologies for this post – feels like my brain just needs to throw up. Don’t feel obliged to read on – especially if you’re squeamish.
I’m fed up.
T I R E D
Don’t know what I want to say. Do I even have anything worth saying? Does anybody care? Do I care?
Why am I here?
Does anybody need me? Does anybody want me? Does anybody love me?
Sorry to subject you to this pity party.
Wait a minute I’m not subjecting you – you were warned!
I have no right to be miserable and feeling sorry for myself actually. I need to focus on His blessings. I have some friends who are going through really sh*tty stuff right now. I feel bad for them. I have it good really. Just need to give myself a good talking to.
There are some blogs I follow where the writers have been through horrendous stuff and they still find a way to show gratitude and find the sunshine in life. I used to be good at finding the silver linings. What’s happened to me?
Is this the depression? I mean it does feel better than it was… but some days… Do I just need to snap out of it? Stop being a miserable git? Maybe. Yeah probably!
Okay I’m going to leave this here. Don’t worry. I’m okay really. Just needed to get that out of my system.
I’ll be my sunny self again soon – especially if I get a couple of gins into me. 😝