The Anger in 2015

Someone stole my coat while I was Lyft driving tonight. I keep it between the front seats, always having taken it off once I get too warm. My earbuds and wallet were in there. Yeah, I should have taken better care of it, but I’m just so fucking sick of this. Of everything that has happened. Even the one positive thing that’s come out of the last few months has been tainted. The last bastion of my faith in humanity. Humanity isn’t so humane, as it turns out.

That bitter, angry, malevolent person scratching and clawing inside? I’m not making any effort to restrain him anymore. I have no faith in anything anymore really, not as I am now. I’m not going to ever find love or success as I am. It’s just going to be more and more of feeling like this and getting fucked over. So it’s time to change. This next year will be better for me than the ones before it, even if it’s worse for everyone else.