Confessions of the Chronically Frustrated

I don't even know where to begin. This past week has been soOoo petty to me, it's ridiculous. Not even exaggerating, it was literally thee most hellish 7 days of my life!!!! No bullshit. Truly, a nightmare come true. The hurt, pain, and anguish was unlike ANYTHING I had ever felt in my life... and I wasn't ready. I don't think I've ever felt so broken in my life before. I felt... hopeless. All this bullshit was happening right as I declared that I was getting my life back. I felt abandoned, by... well... everyone, ESPECIALLY God! I couldn't, and kinda still can't, understand how all these things could transpire when I was working my ass off to do so well. And for the first time in a LONG time, I felt like a victim. Like, everything and anything was attacking me. JUST me!! And for fucking what?!!!! I've been racking my brain trying to figure out what I did to deserve any of what's been happening to absolutely NO avail.  The most asked an

Hey kids! Let's just jump right on into this, shall we?? Now, if you follow my blog, you know good and gosh dern well I have many a problem. So much, in fact, that they get in the way of my own happiness. Last post, I told you how I'm starting to get brand new in my life and leave the past (things that I've done and have been done to me) right where the hell it needs to be... BEHIND ME! ... And they are... it's just my present that's causing me EXTREME anxiety at the moment. It's no secret, to you readers... my people :) , that I have an issue w/ letting people in. Into my life, into my thoughts, into my feelings, my space, etc. I am uber guarded, w/ good reason. And I also don't like bringing others into the insanity that is my life. It's a hot buttery mess , as you know. And I'm pretty sure, ain't nobody got time for dat!!!! With that being said... (Oh, dear God, I can't believe I'm sharing this, but I GOTTA blog it out) ...