Here's the truth

Here's the truth. The reason why I work so much is because I feel that my family and most of my friends are not worth my time and that I get more stressed our and heartache by hanging out with them that I rather be alone. But being alone at home is not an option. So I rather work.

Thinking about it I've never been happy since childhood. She. I was a child I was always fruit a d miserable. I felt like running away from home a few times. What child thinks of running away? That is me. I try so hard to please my family yet I'm just like the 'back up' sacrificial lamb that they only treat nicely at their convenience.

They dare ask why I'm rude? Look at the way you guys talk to me. Only lately you are using politeness. Just cause you come back once a year doesn't make you royalty. In fact the kid that is Stuck with the parents should be treated better. But no. No appreciation.

Family or not I'm fed up. Friends aren't any better. What is the point. Life is so meaningless.

On a separate note. I caught a glimpse of the movie the bridesmaid on the tellie. The two best friends were fighting and by god. My sister acts exactly as d girl that made the screw up. Felt so dumb blonde when I saw it.

I wish I could just cut all ties with everyone. And this isn't the first time I've felt this way