Have you ever felt as though you serve no purpose? I add no value to anyone else’s life, and absolutely nothing to my own. It seems as though I’m only here to pick up everyone’s slack. Everything gets piled on me at work, while the rest of the office staff is playing Candy Crush on Facebook. You want to get your dick wet? I’m flattered I’m your last resort. Food, money, a ride. I’m here to please. No one offers me any help. No one is taking a load off of me.
I’m going to be 25. I’m still living in my mothers basement, and I can’t keep my room clean. I’m still in the same miserable relationship I’ve been in for the last seven years because he wont just let me leave. He doesn’t accept that I don’t love him anymore as a viable excuse. And even if I did get rid of him, that leaves me alone. I don’t care about the not being in a relationship part, but I’d have no one in my life. Just me and my cats. My mother and sisters aren’t good for conversation. I get to hear their worries and watch them wait for me to offer to assist them with their problems. But when I have my own problems, they’re ignored.
Friends? Yeah right. More people that only talk to me if they need something. The moment I can’t help them, they’re gone.
I should just accept that I will never make more than a hair over minimum wage. I’ll always do the most, and make the least. It’s how it always has been, and It’s not looking too promising for the future. Despite having a management position at work, I still make shit pay. I even got more tasks added on because the office manager was “overwhelmed”. Bullshit. She’s lazy. I have enough of my own shit to do. They can train dumb and dumber how to do something. But that would involve the office manger actually doing her job.
This life thing is fucking pointless to me.