I am not here to play a character role in other peoples’ lives. I exist in my own right, and I have a life and needs, desires, and wishes of my own.
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I am tired of riding this roller-coaster. When do I get to stop feeling like this?
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It’s been a long time since I felt as though I was at a high point in my life. I don’t know what I’m doing here. How did I get here? I’m stuck in the middle of a Talking Heads song. I am not in regular close personal contact with anyone at all, much less my friends or family.
I am sitting in a mostly empty room in a place I am about to leave, with nothing to look to next. This sucks. This fucking sucks. I know, it’s my own damn fault. Damn.
Feels like I’ve been here before. Apparently I am not capable of learning.