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Sometimes I want to scream, but I can’t.
Sometimes I want to cry, but I can’t.
Sometimes I want to give up, but I can’t.
Sometimes I want to hurt myself, but I won’t.

I know better, but that’s no fucking consolation. I’m tired… tired of being responsible, tired of doing what has to be done, tired of taking care of myself and tired of taking care of other people and tired of taking care of the cats, I’m tired of keeping jobs that leave me feeling completely pointless and redundant, I’m tired of arguing, I’m tired of being bored, I’m tired of being tired.

I should have become a teacher… then I could’ve taken a sabbattical or something.

1 Comment

  • melesse

    October 20, 2000 at 2:51 pm

    *nods*

    I know what you mean.

    Me… I just daydream of running off to some remote cabin, far far away.

    As I always lecture… cut some slack. Have a cup of tea, and be super gentle with yourself, hon.