I'm sick of feeling crappy... I need a release because the build up is taking it's toll. I can FEEL it in my bones, eating away at my soul. Writing is cathartic... this has to help in some small way...
Today I'm tired of wishing I could run away to a quiet hotel room to escape life. That is my fantasy and it pisses me off that THAT is my fantasy?!? I mean, life should be a whole lot better than feeling like you want to hide away right? Just for one day I'd like to feel like my happiness mattered too.
I'm sick of my daughter giving me attitude at such a young age, I'm sick of having to be the disciplinarian.. I'm sick of taking care of everything and feeling like my whole day and life is being wasted..
THERE... that's a bit better ;o)
Amazing how writing it out makes such a difference - validation from a keyboard and monitor - horray for technology!
