Tortured Artist
I'm learning more about myself these days... I feel like a complicated person... Terrence and I had a huge argument yesterday... My day at work was a fucking disaster in all its cursing ways... Lately, I've been seriously depressed... At times, I feel lonely... I'm still not Terrence's girlfriend, which actually contributes to my loneliness and depression... I hate my job, and trying to find another one... Considering going back for my masters, but where is a major issue naturally... There are days more commonly than I would like, that I feel empty... 90% of the people I know are either married or with children or both, and/ or is in an actual committed, official relationship... I don't know what I'm good at anymore... I feel liek a boring person... There's only one thing maybe that I find intriguing or "uplifting" that I have discovered about myself out of this and other observations of my life in total, and that is that I am apparently a tortured artist. Now, I'm not trying to go along with whatever pop culture trend is available for people who actually do fit this category or people who actually strive to be his "character". For I don't know who would even want to feel the things I feel most days or all the time. It's seriously exhausting at times... Don't know where to go from here, but I figure I'd start somewhere.
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