The stress that has amounted since the inception of this ‘vacation’ has left me with a negative variance in the amount of pleasure that would normally succeed my completion of the school year. Hell, I fucking graduated high school. I should attain a budding sensation of joy that would ride me through the sorrowful ‘back to school’ commercials.
But nahhhh, I’m tired. And stressed. And sad. And really really tired.
This isn’t me bitching.
Okay this is me bitching. But it’s for good reason!
I generally am engulfed by my surroundings to create an indifference between my shortcomings (obviously set by the standards of others).
No longer am I indifferent. And so long as I continue to view the world as such a critic, I can state that I generally have no clue as to whether I will ever climb out of this hole.
It’s self esteem, really. At least I think…
The way I see it, I’m surrounded by near perfection, from every angle. Siblings that have achieved high ranks in everything from school to their physical beauty. Friends who have left numerous impressions from a wide array of accomplishments.
And then there is me. Hahahaha holy shit….there is me
The successful in his own eyes but mediocre to others simply because their values are based on materialism’ child.
Wait….am I still a child?
I don’t want to get too far in depth into my life…because I doubt anyone will have been interested enough to gaze beyond the second word, but it was an attempt to vent.
I don’t know how this shit works but it does.
Thank you Tumblr world.