I hate winter. in --

  • March 1, 2015, 7:51 p.m.
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I’m SO SICK of being in the fucking house. Of cleaning. Every fucking day of my life. I hate how mind-numbing it is. I can’t stand it. I do the same things everyday because nothing ever stays clean, and I can’t function in a non-clean environment. It doesn’t feel like I accomplish anything. It feels like a waste of my life.

I am grumpy all the time because I never get quality sleep. I haven’t had quality sleep in the last three years, and sometimes I can’t take it anymore.

I’m so tired of just doing things I have to do instead of doing things I want to do. But everything I want to do, I can’t… because I’m breastfeeding, don’t have childcare, etc. There’s nothing in the house I want to do. I want to go to a concert, and drink wine, and sleep without being interrupted. I literallly can’t do any of it, and yet people tell me to do things for myself. Well I’m really bored of everything. I’m bored of the internet, I’m bored of reading for fun (whenever I even get to do that), I’m bored of crosswords, I’m bored of tv.

I’m so fucking bored.


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