Conventional Life
Conventional Life
I don’t understand why some people react the way they do.
Sometimes I’m upset because of something someone’s done to me and then I don’t understand why they get angry with me :
Am I irrational, the way some people make me feel is crazy.
Am I crazy?
I feel that people get impatient with me and think I’m stupid
I’m not stupid, I’m emotional and I think there’s a massive difference In that.
I feel that I’m little. I’m nothing. I don’t matter.
That if I’m upset it’s just “Ach don’t worry it’s only angela!”
Angela doesn’t matter eh? I cry writing this because I want to matter.
I feel I’ll look stupid on my wedding day, that people will think “what’s she wearing”
I’m tired!
So tired!
Sometimes I don’t feel like that I have many friends left but the ones I had were drinking buddies that I didn’t like anyway but I was stuck in a bubble I Couldn’t pop!
Im putting this on my phone because if I put it on Facebook chris will ask what I’m saying all this for. And I can’t think who to send it to that would honestly give a shit.
Everyone is struggling with their own life eh? They don’t need mine.
I have had so much heartache and I feel palpable guilt that I’m still here.
My upcoming wedding is throwing up all sorts at me that is so mixed.
I don’t have the men giving me away that are supposed to
My brothers dead
My dads dead.
Everyone’s dead.
Im lonely? I leave that with a question mark because it’s not apparent to the outside world that that’s the case.
I want friendships but maybe I’m isolating myself from keeping them going.
I don’t know what I want if I’m honest.
I want to be settled, happy, have someone to come home to who’s delighted to see me, who is waiting to see me and just loves me.
I want the normal life I never thought I wanted.
I used my humour to cover how I feel about myself, How I say I didn’t need anyone but that’s because I thought no one wanted me.
Like phoebe in friends when she finally has a normal wedding dress, after an unconventional life.
Do I deserve what I crave?
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