Thursday, December 3, 2015

Whisper

Feeling like the world's biggest loser. Not sure of what the point is. Feeling like I wish my life was over because it really feels over.  Over.

Not successful in my marriage. And I tried

Not successful in gaining any guy's interest and I am trying. In 24 hours, I was approached and rejected by two guys after sending them my picture.  Am I so undesirable?

Not complete in friendships; hurt by someone I thought was a friend.

Not successful in my teaching skills and I am trying.  Afraid I am going to lose my job.  I am dying.

Not successful in making my finances improve, if anything they are getting worse.

Feeling more alone than ever.  Feeling more of a loser than ever.  A worthless human being.

Pathetic. Unwanted. Loser. Ugly.


The box where I might put those feelings is soiled tonight. Broken and decaying like wet cardboard; folding over itself; folding onto me.

I can't breathe. I can't even cry. I am dying.