red1100cc
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im having a rough time. my sprit is crushed, and im upset.
upset with myself mostly. I have let myself be taken advantage of. and now im in debt and freakin out. maybe I just need to vent, and as I have no other place to do so at 4:50am, im gonna post here.
oh where do I start.
how about with the event that crushed me.
I had my home broken into this last Sat. while I was riding in our local motorcycle awareness parade. I don't hardly ever lock my doors. they didn't really have to "break in".
where I live, it HAD to be one of my "friends". they only took 2 things that I can tell. they nabbed $350 out of my rainy day fund that was $1000, and they stole my roommates pain pills.
as I owe a friend $1000 for dirtwork and plowing this last winter, im now going to be barely able to pay him, and my roommate gets to endure 20 days of excruciating pain until his next script is available.
the pills really make me upset. my roommate has hiperimuine disorder and his body is eating its self. he has a big hole in his leg, and another one forming. he can barely function w/o some kind of pain suppressant.
it hurts me even more that it had to be a "friend".
I do not steal or take things that are not mine. I do not cheat. I do not lie. I really try to be a nice fella. I still trust people. or I did.
I hate when my sprit is crushed by my being too trusting.
to top it off I already owe 2 friends $1000 ea. one because of business deals (we fix and sell cars together and I let him funk me) and I owe my brother Hippy a grand for his sidehack. (hes a good dude and I don't wanna funk him) but I did pay about $500 too much for his hack just so he could get his money back out of it, even though he wrecked it.
im probably going to sell my car or cars to get back square.
next investment is a trail cam and maybe a harbor freight security cam.
I hate to do it but im about to go twain on my tools too. I realized im missing my hammock, my welder, my 3 foot levels (3 of them), my 6 foot level, my radial arm chop saw, my small tile saw, my 6 foot straight edge, my carpet stapler, air brad nailer, air flooring stapler, 4tf square, dry wall square, stretcher spike, gas cans, 2 battery chargers, power drill, mixing drill, and a bunch of hand tools.
I do believe I am TOO nice a guy. im volunteering and loaning myself into poverty.
earlier I felt suicidal. I hate feeling that way! I look at the person I am and im not happy. I feel like a wimp and a failure.
every time I try to get ahead I get bent over.
the only thing that keeps me going is my son. I want him to have a good strong dad. I must put on the façade that I am happy and everything is ok. for him I do this.
but the fact is I am not.
im not happy with my life. I grow tired of being a maid in my own home. I feel like a butler cleaning up after everyone else.
shoot, I just got a call from my student loans saying they want to charge me $28,000 on a $7800 loan. life just keeps getting better,
at this rate ill have a heart attack just to get out of bebt.
I haven't had a job in over a year. my wife said she would support me. she hasn't.
between our investments and her spending habbits I tying don't even know day to day id I can eat. I have taken to tying to eat out o the deep freeze. cutting my meals to 1 or less meals a day. my wife always eludes that were broke so I forgo meals, either forgo buying my self anykind of lunch, and I just try to make 1 meal a day to share with my fmily because I know they get to eat throughout the day with school meals and my wife works above the cafeteria, so I know she eats twice a day.
I feel bad everytime I eat without them.
1 year ago I quit my 1/2 assed karaoke job. I haven't had a job scene.
I am a welder, a bike wrench, a framer, drywaller, electrician, machinist, welder, a master flooring installer. im a freakin genius with many skills. but I still feel like a worthless POS!
I don't know what to do....
1st thing I am gonna do is get out of debt and stop the BS.
i'll sell the Harley id I have to. I don't wanna be in debt to anyone. it gonna give me a freakin heart attack. then ill b dead and who gives a funk who I owe what!
crud, that brings me to well me. eating less than a meal a day is hard on me.
sometimes I lay in bed, my belly grumblim, just wishing that I wont wake up and have to deal with the pain in my belly again.
its more than hunger. its that I feel bad everytime I go feed myself. like im taking away something from my fat wife or my son.
then I see the quordoba receipts and the orange Julies on my coffie table and I realize im punishing my self for nothing!??!!
dammmit, I hurt. my body just freakin aches from the stress..
there is nothing I can think of that yall can do to help. just freakin wish me luck.
god I hurt so bad that my back freakin hurts
I know things will work out maybe not for the best, but the sun WILL come up tommrow, and they will be a new challenge.
thank you for listening.
cheers to stuff, and things.
funk, sometimes I wish I was someone else!
I have no idea what the future holds. but I do know 1 thing.
upset with myself mostly. I have let myself be taken advantage of. and now im in debt and freakin out. maybe I just need to vent, and as I have no other place to do so at 4:50am, im gonna post here.
oh where do I start.
how about with the event that crushed me.
I had my home broken into this last Sat. while I was riding in our local motorcycle awareness parade. I don't hardly ever lock my doors. they didn't really have to "break in".
where I live, it HAD to be one of my "friends". they only took 2 things that I can tell. they nabbed $350 out of my rainy day fund that was $1000, and they stole my roommates pain pills.
as I owe a friend $1000 for dirtwork and plowing this last winter, im now going to be barely able to pay him, and my roommate gets to endure 20 days of excruciating pain until his next script is available.
the pills really make me upset. my roommate has hiperimuine disorder and his body is eating its self. he has a big hole in his leg, and another one forming. he can barely function w/o some kind of pain suppressant.
it hurts me even more that it had to be a "friend".
I do not steal or take things that are not mine. I do not cheat. I do not lie. I really try to be a nice fella. I still trust people. or I did.
I hate when my sprit is crushed by my being too trusting.
to top it off I already owe 2 friends $1000 ea. one because of business deals (we fix and sell cars together and I let him funk me) and I owe my brother Hippy a grand for his sidehack. (hes a good dude and I don't wanna funk him) but I did pay about $500 too much for his hack just so he could get his money back out of it, even though he wrecked it.
im probably going to sell my car or cars to get back square.
next investment is a trail cam and maybe a harbor freight security cam.
I hate to do it but im about to go twain on my tools too. I realized im missing my hammock, my welder, my 3 foot levels (3 of them), my 6 foot level, my radial arm chop saw, my small tile saw, my 6 foot straight edge, my carpet stapler, air brad nailer, air flooring stapler, 4tf square, dry wall square, stretcher spike, gas cans, 2 battery chargers, power drill, mixing drill, and a bunch of hand tools.
I do believe I am TOO nice a guy. im volunteering and loaning myself into poverty.
earlier I felt suicidal. I hate feeling that way! I look at the person I am and im not happy. I feel like a wimp and a failure.
every time I try to get ahead I get bent over.
the only thing that keeps me going is my son. I want him to have a good strong dad. I must put on the façade that I am happy and everything is ok. for him I do this.
but the fact is I am not.
im not happy with my life. I grow tired of being a maid in my own home. I feel like a butler cleaning up after everyone else.
shoot, I just got a call from my student loans saying they want to charge me $28,000 on a $7800 loan. life just keeps getting better,
at this rate ill have a heart attack just to get out of bebt.
I haven't had a job in over a year. my wife said she would support me. she hasn't.
between our investments and her spending habbits I tying don't even know day to day id I can eat. I have taken to tying to eat out o the deep freeze. cutting my meals to 1 or less meals a day. my wife always eludes that were broke so I forgo meals, either forgo buying my self anykind of lunch, and I just try to make 1 meal a day to share with my fmily because I know they get to eat throughout the day with school meals and my wife works above the cafeteria, so I know she eats twice a day.
I feel bad everytime I eat without them.
1 year ago I quit my 1/2 assed karaoke job. I haven't had a job scene.
I am a welder, a bike wrench, a framer, drywaller, electrician, machinist, welder, a master flooring installer. im a freakin genius with many skills. but I still feel like a worthless POS!
I don't know what to do....
1st thing I am gonna do is get out of debt and stop the BS.
i'll sell the Harley id I have to. I don't wanna be in debt to anyone. it gonna give me a freakin heart attack. then ill b dead and who gives a funk who I owe what!
crud, that brings me to well me. eating less than a meal a day is hard on me.
sometimes I lay in bed, my belly grumblim, just wishing that I wont wake up and have to deal with the pain in my belly again.
its more than hunger. its that I feel bad everytime I go feed myself. like im taking away something from my fat wife or my son.
then I see the quordoba receipts and the orange Julies on my coffie table and I realize im punishing my self for nothing!??!!
dammmit, I hurt. my body just freakin aches from the stress..
there is nothing I can think of that yall can do to help. just freakin wish me luck.
god I hurt so bad that my back freakin hurts
I know things will work out maybe not for the best, but the sun WILL come up tommrow, and they will be a new challenge.
thank you for listening.
cheers to stuff, and things.
funk, sometimes I wish I was someone else!
I have no idea what the future holds. but I do know 1 thing.