I took over a year off from writing. It’s difficult to provide inspiration when you are exhausted from doing what everyone else thinks or wants. Or from trying to prove you are capable.
I can’t keep blaming all “issues of why I can’t do something” on my brain injury.
It’s tough when others find some reason why I can’t do something and maybe in reality they don’t see their unconscious bias coming to fruition.
I have no real friends that come over. Typically only my mom comes over and that is rarely. I am not married and I don’t have kids.
I have people telling me you shouldn’t do that.
I have people saying come do this that I want to do.
Or people who say “it’s ok”
What the heck does that mean?
It’s ok that you don’t have friends or even your own family, you can just come over here.
What happens if you die? I swear no one will be at my own funeral when I die.
This past year has been a pretty horrible year. COVID, although the pandemic is over, pretty much screwed up my life.
and instead of going to college or overseas I was with my parents pretty much 24/7/365. I really feel like i lost time to find myself. Why do you think I drive? Why do you think I wanted to live on my own?
I am at a point in my life where I want people who are my age to hang around. I want to be married. I want to have kids of my own.
I absolutely hate when people try to hook me up with “friends”. Just because we like the same activity doesn’t mean that we will suddenly be friends.
I just want to be normal, is that even possible? What is normal?
I just don’t know anymore and it is extremely frustrating,
I want to choose where I want to live and who to be friends with. Yes it may not be convenient with what you want but it is what I want.
Does it get any easier than that?
