Weblog

Friday, 09 October 2009

  • Lie of the Day.

    LIE: "I didn't come to class today because my sister had surgery and I have been so stressed out helping her that I just couldn't make it."

    TRUTH: I stayed out all night with my boyfriend, getting high, and I just didn't feel like getting out of bed or doing much else.

Tuesday, 08 September 2009

  • You guys want some real confessions?

    I've been reading people's confessions and either people are really holding back and only saying the not so bad things or I'm just a bad person. Ugh. I'd rather be honest than anything else. So, prepare to be a little shocked, but enjoy. 

    1. My longest relationship was four years. Before we started dating, I had slept with one other person. At the end of our relationship, my number was eight. I cheated on him with seven different people, including the person I was with before him. 

    2. I think about doing drugs or actually do drugs every single night. I'm not talking about heroin, meth, or cocaine. I just smoke a lot of weed. I actually get excited to drive while I'm high. When I'm high, I look at this as a challenge. Basically to see if I can make it to my destination unscathed. 

    3. 99.9% of my day is spent thinking about sex. I've pondered the idea that I'm a sex addict, but don't really want to know what that may entail. 

    4. I can see every flaw my boyfriend has. I know that he's a liar, an asshole, and won't amount to much... but I'm disgustingly in love with him and secretly know that I won't leave him until he leaves me. This fact leaves me feeling incredibly empty and disgusted with myself. 

    5. I genuinely care about other people's feelings, even though I don't always make decisions that show that. I think about other people significantly more than I think about myself. It becomes harder everyday to function for myself while doing this. 

    6. I know that I have some kind of undiscovered mental disorder. I haven't decided if it's more likely depression, bipolar, or anxiety. Sometimes, being inside my mind, is so much to handle that I actually force myself to sleep so that I don't have to think anymore. 

    7. I leave comments on almost every Xanga entry I read because I know how much it means to me when someone takes time out of their day to comment on my thoughts. 

    8. My biggest regret is videotaping sex acts with an old friend. I'm terrified that he'll either put them on the Internet or use them against me in some way. 

    9. I routinely play mind games and manipulate my boyfriend, friends, and family to get what I want. I've decided I have an almost sickeningly amazing talent for it. 

    10. I cry every single day of my life because the people in my life walk all over me and treat me like nothing. Sometimes I cry so hard that I throw up. 

    Now you can judge me, because I know you will. If you think these are things I'm proud of, you're sadly mistaken. Sometimes it's like there's two people living inside of me. One genuinely cares about other people and wants to be happy, while the other is impulsive and too quick to go after what she wants. That side of me is depressed and insane and I'm not sure how to help her. Confessions are nothing but cries for help. 

Monday, 07 September 2009

  • How sad.

    My life is a spiraling whirlwind of insanity at this point in time. God save me before there's no saving left to be done. I'm contemplating therapy again. But I'm too embarrassed to tell anyone. I'll have to start privately seeing my therapist again. Maybe she can fix me again. Please, please fix me again. 

Tuesday, 25 August 2009

  • Maybe I'm wrong.

    I've worked at the same job for three years. I'm a manager which isn't saying much because I make a whopping thirty cents over minimum wage and am lucky if I get 25 hours a week. It's not exactly a dream job. I work late hours, even on the weekends... even though I'm the only manager still in school. In other words, the weekends are my time to hang out with friends and all that, and I can't because I'm stuck at work until 1 AM or later. I'm constantly told I'm doing something wrong, from the smallest little thing, to the most ridiculous over-dramatizations anyone could come up with. 

    I just want to give up. I don't want to tough it out or just deal with it. I want to leave. 

    Today we had a manager's meeting. We talked about all the normal things like keeping labor down, cleaning well every night, and keeping everyone in line. Then, at the end of the meeting, I completely get called out. This past weekend a customer called to order and wasn't happy with the prices. He then called another store and said that I told him we were out of the pizza and salad he tried to order. We routinely run out of cheese, sauce, pepperonis... anything you can think of. If there's something in the store, I'll sell it gladly. In other words, no, I didn't tell the customer we were out. He was a jackass that just wanted to start trouble. He placed his order at another store because their prices were cheaper and made up a story about me just to "get back at me". Like it's my fault the prices are high. 

    My boss didn't pull me aside and ask about this issue privately. He completely called me out in front of everyone. Now, I look like a lazy worker who lies to customers to get out of doing anything. I'm humiliated, furious and upset. I can't really defend myself because my boss definitely won't listen. 

    I'm tired of working somewhere that it's acceptable to humiliate employees in front of everyone else. I'm tired of wasting my life at a job that doesn't pay me enough for the work I do. I'm absolutely miserable there. My boss has routinely made fun of me for a relationship I had with another employee (who shared VERY intimate things with every other person I work with). He's inappropriate with me, makes indecent jokes, and embarasses me all the time in front of everyone. 

    Everyone says I'm overreacting and that I just need to ignore it all and continue doing my job. 

    What do you think? 

Wednesday, 12 August 2009

  • Accident Update.

    She passed away yesterday at 2.30 PM. All because of one seemingly small mistake while driving. I make those kinds of mistakes all the time. Either I don't know where I'm going, I have friends in the car, or I'm just being an idiot. ALL THE TIME. And nothing's ever happened to me. But it had to happen to her and her baby, and her two friends. They're all gone.

    I walked into my bedroom last night and my twin sister was curled up tight in my bed, hugging a teddy bear given to her by our friend we can't believe is gone. I had to tell her. I had to call my twin sister, my best friend, the closest person to me and tell her that our friend passed away. I could hear her voice go empty and apparently she won't talk with my mom about it. I think she's worried that the second she talks about it, she'll start bawling. I've been holding back tears all day, all night... and sometimes they haven't been so held back.

    Please. Help us all get through this. All the friends, the families, everyone. Hope for us. Pray. Wish. Whatever you do to just get things better again. Do it for all of us. We're all hurting.

Top Tags - Weblog

[no tags]

kad1190

  • Visit kad1190's Xanga Site
    • Name: kad1190
    • Gender: Female
    • Member Since: 12/9/2008

Weblog Archives

Don't worry - your calendar is here… to see it in action just click "Save" above and refresh the page.

About Me

[no info]

Subscriptions

Pulse