Volt said:
Richard_39 said:
LOL I can't beat up women at work....
Why not?
...well jail, police, etc. lol.
Besides which, if I'm to go to jail, that's not why I want to go there.
Not to mention the face of my kids. Though for having seen a few, I doubt they'd be particularly mad about it.
If I could though, by now I'd probably have thrown 2 or 3 out the 8th floor window.
See, I knew there was a reason I don't like democracy and it's laws...
Anyways, even though I called all this, I was severely depressed yesterday night. I called my cousin and my sister, who of course proceeded to tear me a new one lol.
I was telling them I was tired. That even though I've been running around trying to change things for months, nothing's changed. I thought things were better at work, I figured I had imagined all of it, but that threw everything down. I started wondering if in the end, I'm THE ONE with the problem. Maybe I've gone stupid. Maybe I'm a wretch. I always took criticism very personally and like I told them, they can never be as hard with me as I will ever be with myself. I torture myself regularly. I feel guilty for **** I shouldn't have. So yesterday I felt incompetent, moronic, idiotic. Funny how I can be told I'm a genius and then be told I'm a moron all in the same lifetime.Unable to cope with the modern world. Sad. Tired. Exhausted. My sister called me an idiot for it lol. She said "Richard, you called these events to me. You called them 3 months ago. And they happened. How dare you think you're the problem". Which I know she's probably right,but...that's just not how I feel right now. I've been finding things more an dmore complicated these last few years. Maybe it's because I'm growing older. But I feel the time I liked, the 90's, passed me by, the world got complicated and changed on me. But I didn't. I'm still the same guy I was in the 90's. Same idiotic hope. Same sense of simplicity. But it's not adequate or desired in 2018. So I feel uneven. Iadequate. Old.
Times like these, are the times I regret not killing a man. When you feel your life would improve if you were incarcerated, there's a real problem, isn't there?
I regret ever taking this job. That wasn't the initial plan either. I was supposed to stay here 6 months, go into security. I was actually convinced to stay by my boss, who at the time was throwing flowers at me. Not used to getting flowers thrown. Figured I'd stay. Then all this......well, I regret. I'm not a man who ikes to live with regrets either. But that's one. Times like these I also think about suicide again. I try to shy away of it, but it's rather hard, considering I've thought about it at LEAST once a week for the past 8 to 10 years. Recent events have just augmented that. Of course, I'm not allowed to, because of a promise and the pain it would cause my daughters, but I think that just makes it even harder to deal with. I suspect 10 to 20 years from now, I'll be good for the loony bin.
Anyway, rant over. I got to focus on my meaningless, tortured existence right now. Long weekend this weekend, I'll be able to go to my folks place with my kids. The woods, fresh air, hopefully some hard work...that'll get me back to snuff.