Possibly asthma and/or brain damage.

 

I don’t know why. It just hurts so much more. When you’re already unhappy, anything seems to make me cry or bite someone’s head off.

Sometimes I just get so angry, and I can’t breathe and I want to scream but I can’t get the sound out… It hurts. I want it to stop so badly, but it won’t. I just cramp up. I cry so much and it’s getting harder to breathe.

I can’t get my head to shut up. I don’t control it. I don’t control anything anymore. Someone is screaming in here and I’m terrified that it’s me.

 

Any little thing, a word put the wrong way or I forgot to do something important. It takes me hours to stop the crying, and the anxiety can last for days. I just get so fucking sensitive about everything. It feels like my head is going to implode and I keep gasping for air.

 

I keep telling myself that I shouldn’t care. If everyone else can stop caring, I can too. But I just can’t do it. It hurts. And sometimes I almost vomit.

 

Which is plan B if I can’t lose weight any other way.

The gift that keeps on giving…

I’m just going to jump right into this…I have luxury problems, and a lot of them.

Presents for example. I was visiting my brother and his girlfriend, because it was her birthday. Well, my brother and I have birthdays close together and soon, so I thought this would be a good time to ask him about what he wanted for his birthday. As usual we got into this “I-don’t-care-I’ll-be-happy-for-anything-I-get” discussion, which is also fine. So when we finally get over that he says “Beer”. I say “got you that last year.” He says”So? I’ll get beer, you could get wine.” And there’s the problem! Can you see it?Probably not. But there’s a back story, sort of. I like presents. I don’t think I’m obsessive, but I like them. I think presents can be anything, all depending on who gives and who receives. And wine is a reasonable thing to give as a present. 

One year for christmas I got, give or take, seven bottles of wine. And when you don’t have hundreds of people giving you presents every year, this is a good 98% of my gifts that year. Which would have been perfectly fine, if I drank more than two glasses of wine a year. I don’t. Now, I know, it’s the thought that counts and all that crap, but the part that bugs me is that very few of these people thought about it. Granted I havent exactly spesified what I wanted or what I didn’t want, or how much I drink for that matter. I just happen to be one of those people that don’t have a lot of friends, not close ones anyway. I guess the reason I got quite ticked at my brother for suggesting wine, is that wine, in my head anyway, is something you get people you don’t know very well. Wine and candle holders.

But I am not innocent here. I myself have gotten a lot of other people wine and candle holders for occasions. But I have tried my best to make sure the candle holder is in the style of who ever is receiving it or at least give it to someone who lights candles every once in a while. And the wine I give, I give to people I know drink it, or at least drink. For example, the forementioned  sister-in-law, she got a bottle of wine and a couple of cigarette packs. But she is a woman who drinks wine and smokes these particular cigarettes.

But I also know that my brother for example, is not very easy to shop for gifts for. He works and is a family man. That’s about it. And I can’t get him more work. I could get him another kid, but I’d have to steal it and that’s frowned upon around here. My point is, I’m not like that, I have more hobbies than I can count. And allthough I’m known as quite the movie nut, it doesn’t mean that’s all I do. 

I know this is a luxury problem and I kn0w it’s silly and I really should just be happy for whatever I get. But I guess wine just reminds me of how few people know me, and how depressing that is..

Hello world!

Welcome to the most depressing blog you will probably ever find. I’m planing on using this blog to get all my anger, anxiety and selfloathing out of my head. If you don’t like it: PISS OFF. If you do like it: GET HELP.  Anyway, hopefully I’ll get this going pretty soon. Right now it’s about 5 hours before I have to go to work and I’ve had a couple of beers so I need to sleep, which means this is not a good time to start.

But this should be good…at least for me.