Complaining

I'm in a "Fuck everybody, I hate people" mood. Mostly in my body and mind this week.

People, particularly at work, are annoying me to no end. I've let my inner bitch run wild a minute or two here and there.

Poor thing, she's been cooped up for such a long time... And I'm so darned rough on her for coming out every now and again. As if she should not exist.

She does. I DO. I EXIST.

So, here's the truth: I'm not interested in everybody and their goddamned feelings. Grow up. Get a pair.

If you don't want to do that, move on motherfucker. I'm over the bullshit.

Done.

My knee hurts like hell and isn't getting better. I let work drama keep me up last night. I'm in a place where I'm too exhausted at the end of the day to give my family what they need. Done, I tell you. Done.