They say the universe only throws things at you that you can handle. The universe must think I am a fucking juggling clown from the circus that just left town. Either that or it’s just standing there taking the piss out of me, watching the balls fall to the ground one by one. Then adding another one just for a laugh.
I’m all for things making you stronger, but that’s enough now. I don’t want to be stronger. I’m happy being a little mouse, cowering in a grassy meadow. I’m good thanks babes, now take a hike, you sick son of a bitch. I wouldn’t mind some cheese being thrown my way though.
I know there are so many people with a worse life than me, but as I always say, your problems are your problems, and no amount of “trying to be grateful” for what you have can fix things.
I am also so grateful, but sometimes the world just fucking grinds you down. They say diamonds are made under pressures, but I’d rather be an ugly lump of coal thanks. Too much pressure makes something explode, so how are we Ted talking that one, huh?
I hate those people (I was going to stop my sentence there, but I felt best not. Plus, we all know I hate people), that always give it the old “Oh stay positive. There’s always someone worse off than you. Choose to be happy with what you have.” Thanks for that Kathy hun. I thought when they were handing out the happy vibes, I’d avoid it at all costs. I’ll give it a miss and choose being a miserable bitch for the rest of my life from the menu thank you. Happiness? Absolutely fucking not babes. Stay the fuck away from me.
And whilst we are on the subject, Kathy love, there are millions in the world with a shittier life than mine. I could not agree more, but it doesn’t mean that whatever I’m going through is nothing. Plus, I bet Kathy bitches and rants like a freaking child, who’s just had their iPad taken away from them, but absolutely must finish watching the latest YouTube video of a man playing a computer game or his life will be over. What the actual fuck. That’s a story for another day.
I’m not going to get into the ins and outs of why I wrote this post, because quite frankly, I’m sick of it all lols. And who wants to hear my problems anyways. My mental health sucks. My stomach issues suck. The world sucks and I’m just along for the ride hehe. Also, my shoulder has started hurting for no apparent reason, so if Kathy wants to bitch about that too I’ll smash her face in. That may just sort my shoulder out.
Also, family problems have a huge effect on others too. Just because it isn’t happening directly to you, doesn’t mean it isn’t having a negative impact on your life. It’s okay to feel a certain way about it. Something bad happening in the family effects everyone.
Never let anyone make you feel a type of way for how you deal with your problems. Every single person is different and every problem is different. Even if on paper it looks exactly the same. It isn’t. You can’t tell someone how to deal with an issue you have no idea about.
And if you have a Kathy in your life tell her Nikki said to get fucked. Fucking hell Kathy, love.
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