That’s sort of my attitude these days. everything’s meh. I’m not depressed or anything, I just feel meh. I meh at my meh.<\/p>\n
I’m bored with being so bitter and cynical. And what’s it for? It doesn’t matter. Sure I see the world as it is, not how I want it to be (conversely, and pointlessly, I see myself how I want to be and not how I actually am) and wouldn’t I love to be blissfully ignorant. I am rankled by so very much, politically, culturally, socially; all the “ally” you can think of. Plenty to get worked up about. So much to drive even little mary sunshine batty.<\/p>\n
Only in the end, none of matters. I can hate and sneer and rage against all, and still the world will do its thing. The universe will keep expanding and people will continue getting old, good things will happen, bad shit will go on, nature will have her way with us, happy moments in between everything else…and my bitterness over the whole mess will only have served to make me more tired than I need.<\/p>\n
Not that I’m suggesting I’m going to change my ways. I’ve tried. I’ve turned the other cheek, I’ve smiled instead of smirked, I shook it off rather than held on to it, but it didn’t do anything. It just didn’t work. I cannot fight who I am. It goes against every fiber of my being to be nice to assholes (including myself). I am a much better bitch than a sweet cherry pie. So it will eat me up faster than if I didn’t worry so much about it. Life’s gonna kill me no matter what, so I may as well enjoy my unenjoyment of it.<\/p>\n
Of course, all this pissiness of mine could be related to the fact that it’s been almost 3 fucking months since we closed on our goddamned house and we’re still sleeping on the fricking floor of my mother-in-law’s* tiny apartment, in the same bedroom with the baby, and I cannot take it anymore. I just can’t, I can’t can’t can’t can’t I’m braaaaainnssss.<\/p>\n
*technically, she’s not my mother-in-law, but she is in all the ways that count, which means she makes me insane on a daily basis and I’m going to kill her.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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