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Miles to go and low on gas

The week has beaten me, badly enough that I have to go in to work tomorrow. I hate that, but by late afternoon I caught the acrid scent of inevitability and resigned myself to it. Should only be a morning. Bit under the weather, so that's not helping.

This is rehashing and repackaging, but I think one of the reasons being with people tires me may be that I'm playing a role the whole time. Different roles for different people, but almost always a role. Not sure what "being myself" really even means anymore. I miss having people who could tell me.

I want to quit everything.

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Lee, life sucks every now and then.

I have found going to a secluded place and screaming helps.

:(!
get some rest, then get back to it!
thinking alot of you this morning.

The week has beaten me, badly enough that I have to go in to work tomorrow. I hate that, but by late afternoon I caught the acrid scent of inevitability and resigned myself to it. Should only be a morning.

funny. me too. this is supposed to be my day off, but i'm not done yet... and so we'll see how long it takes. too much that *must* be done before sunday morning.
"Not sure what "being myself" really even means anymore."

Sounds familiar. That's why I call myself a chameleon. I did finally learn who I am, and learned how to be myself at least around certain people. But in public I do tend to be a chameleon, changing according to the environment. It's hard to be myself - I'm afraid I won't be accepted for who I am. But little by little I'm learning that the people who reject me aren't good friends anyway, and the good friends I have will accept me and love the real me.

*hugs*