I have everything someone could want in life. Loving friend’s and family, a girlfriend who would do anything for me, I have all the material possessions anyone could want, and have been given everything I’ve needed and then some…
So why do I still hate my life?
I feel so alone because no one understands me. It’s as if my pleasures in life are the opposite of others. I long for my days off work so I can spend them to myself and do NOTHING. I enjoy having nothing to do, as that means there is nothing to worry about.
I’m sick of making excuses […]
