I love this blog.
Enough said. That is a horse of crap you did not want to hear. Oh so many concerns by people. I am not a bitter old woman. I may act like it, but that is the result from being around assholes for far too long.
I swore on my blog. I have not done that in a long time. It feels oh so rebellious.
I am not angry, or sad, or frustrated. I am just concerned about my mental and my health well being. It is hard to surpress so much emotion in you. One day I will explode. I am just igniting the fire every time I feel like yellow or blue or red is my colour.
What does all this mean? Well, I talk or express my self in words that make some sense to a few. Only a few get me. I am the most complicated person that you will ever meet. I am quiet, I am judgemental, and I think far too much. Who wants to be around me?
I will have a heart attack before I am 40.
I am living day by day in disbelief. I don’t know what tomorrow will bring, but I feel that life is a roller coaster. I don’t know if it will spin me, move me up and down, or go fast or slow.
I gave up. I just gave up.