- In ex's house listening to what might be his girlfriend and him having sex. My idea of a good time!!
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broadwayfuture
- June 16th, 2007
So I always do this to myself. ALWAYS. Right now I'm sitting on my ex's computer....while he and his girlfriend are in bed in the next room talking and cuddling and shit. I've told him I can't deal very well with my jealousy issues with him....and its not really him...its the fact that I've been single for so long. WHY DO I DO THIS TO MYSELF?!?!?!?!
I mean, its not like I can really go home. I'm a bit drunk and I shouldn't drive. I don't want to be pulled over and arrested for being just a bit tipsy. I can't do that. It would ruin everything.
The thing is....I get along so well with his girlfriend. But...he's just so into her, TOO into her. And things are complicated. I'm so sick of doing this to myself.
WHY CAN'T I FIND SOME CLARITY???
It just....it hurts.
And I'm sitting here crying....and wishing I was anywhere but here. And for all I know they could be having sex in the next room. Or listening to me type. I don't know. I just wish I could be okay with this. I really want to be. I really really do. I'd love to have my own life and be fine with the fact that I've put a year of worrying and crying and talking to this person who is in the very next room with some blonde, tan, tiny little girl who is so perfect....and I can't ever be that perfect. I just want a cigarette or a bottle of rum to chug or some drug to take away the pain but....nope...I don't do that. I can't do that. I amaze myself sometimes with how easily I could become an addict. Cigarettes, alcohol, drugs, food, sex, money, work, sleep....hell I could do any of them and be happy with my life. But I don't want to be an addict. I don't want to be like that. Yes, I may have had two bottles of Parrot Bay and a bottle of Twisted Tea....I'm not drunk. But I don't want to drive. I just wish I was anywhere but here.
They're awful quiet now. I don't know if its sleep or just muted sex. Either way it hurts.
I've been trying this new power trip thingy where I take a hold of my life and I'm confident and love my body and love everything about myself but then I feel so fake. I go and get a job at Victoria's Secret where I feel so insecure about myself....but I did it to prove that I could do it. Did it to prove it to myself. I don't understand why I can't figure out how to be self confident.
I mean....whats so hard in it? Not much. Just block out the world and be satisfied with what you have. But no ones happy with what they have. Its human nature.
Ya know when I started this journal I think I was either sixteen or seventeen....so either three or four years ago I was at about this same place. Feeling insecure, unloved and bored with life. Sometimes I wonder if thats all I'll ever be. Will I get The Degree? The Job? The Guy? The House? The Family? Will I???? I'm so caught up in everything that happens in life that I'm not sure if I'm ever going to have one.
Top ten things I wonder?
Will I:
Get a good job?
Be able to stand up for myself?
Fall in love?
Stop hurting?
Stop being jealous of everybody and everything?
Get over all the things that have gone wrong?
Learn to grow up?
Get a degree?
Forgive?
And will I ever figure out who I am?
I just wish I wasn't here dude.
PS. If anyone actually read this, please comment....Cause I'm amazed you read something this horribly boring and insignificant and....childish. Cause I'm pretty amazed I wrote this. I'd love to know your opinions. :-/