Pretty standard day at work. Did the bare minimum of work, made some food, played video games. Okay I’m kind of joking about the minimum work part. I’m thankful for this job, as I believe I’ve said this before, but a big part of me wants some more freedom. In between a long class, lots of homework and a job on the weekends I really don’t have a lot of free time on my hands. Even worse when people realize that I have Friday ‘off’ and then think “You have a day off! Great! That means you can run errands for me!” I know most people are going to be hard workers who are just trying to get by but I fundamentally can’t get behind the idea of being a workaholic or hurting yourself just to get by. Props to you if you do that but personally I feel its somewhat immoral, for lack of a better word, to live in a culture that basically forces you to forego your well being in order to survive.
Had a very small, minor, tiny, pretty insignificant interaction with my friend today. The reason I bring it up is because it seems like, and I certainly hope, we could end up talking more regularly again after my screw up. I have something I’d like to discuss with her but I’m not sure she’s interested in talking to me just yet. Either way, its… something? Look I’ll take whatever I can get. I understand I am at fault and I’ll let her decide if she wants to bridge the gap.
Writing this before I go to bed so I can be ready for my class again. There’s a lot I need to brush up on and actually start doing. I’m really just getting by at this point and I feel like I need to put my nose to the grindstone, so to speak. To my credit I have been putting in a bit more effort, though I need to put in more admittedly. I guess its just my adherence to admit that I need help on stuff that I’m not great with, which is better than just screwing up and staying quiet about it especially if this is going to roll over into a job, potentially. In any case, hope to see you in my next post. Goodnight!
I decided against going on a fast today and I think I’ll push that into tomorrow as well. Not really any particular reason, if I’m being honest. Just… not going to do it. As a consolation I’ve been trying to eat a bit healthier in the meantime so its not a complete waste. Also my core feels a little better so I think I’ll do some sit ups later tonight, if I can remember. Last time I really pushed myself to go a lot further. I did a… small number of sit ups until I started to feel pain but I pushed through it and almost tripled the number so I’ll probably not do that.
I was considering contacting someone today as I was feeling pretty lonely. I decided against it for no real reason at all other than maybe laziness or not wanting to try and contact someone but having them shut me down or, worse, ignore me. It just really sucks that I can’t get that little bit of socialization, even if its just for a few minutes or just checking in to see how they’ve been doing. I can’t help but feel like I’m purposefully being ignored like I’m not anyone’s first choice to talk to. Is it my fault?
In less depressing news I’ve started yet another book idea. I just really want to finish one of these things. I was looking online and saw some symptoms of ADHD and it just kind of clicked in me. Maybe I have it and its the problem why I can’t seem to finish anything? I guess the only way to know for sure is to get checked out but I’m not even sure how I would go about that, not to mention the fact I just straight up don’t have any health insurance so it would probably be a lot more expensive to get the test done, let alone the medicine to potentially fix my brain. It feels like there’s a solution just right in front of me and I can’t solve it due to very small and insignificant things. Like happiness is just through a door but some caution tape is the only thing keeping me from getting there.
And so continues the ongoing adventures of me going to class. I’ve been trying to interact with my classmates a bit more for a variety of reasons. Mostly because many of them have asked me why I don’t and I don’t have a good answer plus we’re stuck together for almost a year so I might as well make the best of it. At the beginning I just had a friendly chat with a group. Nothing really specific just trying to pretend that I’m a normal person.
Later we started talking again during our break. Pretty much everyone started talking about who they were with dating wise and I just realized how alone I felt. For context the last person I could ever remotely say I was dating was in high school over a decade ago. I’ve never done ‘anything’ with anyone so there’s that extra punch. I’m almost 30 years old and I have about as much experience as someone half my age. Even then, now that I think about it, they probably have more.
I just kind of got depressed for a while. Most of what I thought previously was just dashed within a few moments. I was forced to realize that, despite my age, I haven’t done anything. I totally support someone’s right to not do those things if they want and I don’t think that someone who hasn’t done those things is a weirdo but at the same time I really wanted that stuff. I can’t help but look at myself and think about why I’m not able to get that stuff. Not necessarily sex but just companionship in general.
Part of me feels like I’m blowing this out of proportion but another part knows why I’m feeling like this. It isn’t about age but time. I really do want to have a fulfilling relationship with someone and the fact that, despite my efforts, I can’t get that satisfaction is both alienating and depressing. Someday just seems so far off. All I can do is look at now and wonder why it hasn’t happened yet. Even worse is asking myself if it ever will.
I think I’ve been lying to myself. Every time I come on here now I talk about how amazing my class is and, to some extent, it actually is but there’s a lot of problems I’m facing. It feels like there’s a lot of pressure for me to succeed in this class and its killing me. It hurts a lot knowing that a bunch of people in my family literally put up a lot of money for me to take this class and more often than not I either miss assignments or I fail tests. Obviously I want to do good, and I’m not failing on purpose, but I keep falling short. I got back a test today and I was one single point away from getting a passing grade.
The worst part is I’ve been convincing myself that I’m fine when I’m really hurting inside. I unknowingly pushed away the one person who was there to help me. Tomorrow I’m going to try and talk to her again. I really do need her support right now. Though right now I’m not sure she even wants to talk to me. Last time we spoke I was crying seeing messages she sent saying how much I hurt her. I do really want her back in my life but I’m not going to pretend that I deserve her after being so insensitive but if I don’t try to reach out then I can’t get help from her.
I really do want to like this class and stick with it but I’m so afraid. Whenever something good happens in my life I keep trying to mess it up because chaos is all I know. I feel at home in the rubble of failed ventures, broken promises and destroyed relationships. I don’t want to feel like that. I want to feel happy and whole. This class feels like it could be my ticket into a better life and I don’t want to screw that up. Not because someone paid a large amount of money for me to go but because of what I can achieve from this. I want, more than anything, to build something even if its just from the broken pieces that I call my life.
Tomorrow I’m going to call her and ask for her forgiveness. I don’t expect her to take me back, and she deserves every right to never speak to me again. But, as much as it scares me to say this, I love her. A lot. I don’t want to lose her at all. If she decides not to reciprocate then I totally understand and I’ll move on but I can’t just leave it like this. I can’t just pretend that I don’t care about her and would do anything to make this better.
Another weekend, another day at my part time job. Its easy and the pay is decent for the amount of work I put in. My only real concern is the lack of freedom on the weekends. I’m not complaining that I have a job that is enough to pay the bills, rather I dislike the fact that my weekends are now devoted to keeping myself afloat for the time being. Feels like I’m becoming more of an adult which I’m not into. I’m not going to act childish about this but I don’t want to work my entire life. I’d rather just be getting by rather than have money. You can have all the money in the world but if you don’t have any time to spend it then what is it really worth?
I do have an idea, apart from paying bills and general living expenses, of what I want to do with it. My friend invited me to come to her country and hang out. There’s a lot of things surrounding this that I’m iffy on. First and foremost is the cost. Not even factoring in living expenses for how long I will be staying it would be around a thousand dollars round trip. Second is the idea she may just be being nice and this is more of a formality. Third, I guess, is it ends up badly and I just have this massive hole in my wallet and a bad experience. Also there’s this awful thought in the back of my mind that I have to accept: Is this person worth the time and money?
Look I care about her and she’s great but if I’m being honest I hate the fact that when I try to talk to her there’s a significant chance I’m just going to be met with radio silence. Now imagine that but I’ve spent over a thousand dollars to visit this person and they do it to me when I’m a few feet away from them. I guess its the poor experiences I’ve had with relationships in the past that are making me feel this way. But now I can actually put a tangible cost on potentially forming a greater relationship with this person. If I was rich and money was no object I could go there no problem and if it went poorly I could just walk around this country as a wealthy tourist and potentially visit more places here.
The worst part about this is I’m not sure if having these feelings makes me a terrible friend. I do genuinely care about her but I’m never sure if she feels the same way about me. Its exhausting to put yourself out there, trying to create a meaningful connection, only to have the other party shun you. There was a time when I was really considering uprooting my life and moving to where she was in order to foster a connection but now I’m not so sure. It would be really nice if I could just get definitive answers to my questions as opposed to dancing around the subject.
At the same time I want to be respectful. She’s been through a lot and I don’t want to add to her worries. Then again would it just be better if I were to leave? If I am creating more problems than I can solve, it would be better if I wasn’t in the picture… right? Should I return that silence as well? Would I be potentially ruining something even greater than what is here right now? Better question: Is what I have now all I can hope for?
Day 1 of my… I’m actually not sure what to call this. I think overtime is the best description. Not so bad, I guess. There were a few annoyances here and there but overall not bad. I effectively just worked my normal shift but with the extra idea of being available just in case, which I wasn’t but either way. Tomorrow I will however have to work a more unusual schedule so got that to look forward to! I’ll get through it, of course.
Nearing the end of the day I decided to text my friend. I haven’t spoken to her in a while so I was interested to see how she was doing. Unfortunately it seems like she had a bad night and wasn’t up to talking. Not sure what happened but I hope she’s alright. Not sure if I can get a hold of her tomorrow but I’ll leave it up to her.
I was actually interested in texting another person but she’s in a different time zone as well and with someone else and I’m not sure she even wants to talk to me to begin with. I sent her a message maybe more than a week ago and she still hasn’t responded. I know she’s aware of me and doesn’t seem to be completely ignoring me so… hopefully she’ll decide to speak to me soon? Ya there was a deep dissatisfied I gave out as soon as I processed that. Though I should be grateful she’s even speaking to me on occasion, I still feel really disappointed there’s this massive wall between us and I keep thinking about climbing or demolishing it but then I just kind of lose energy and sit there. Should this wall be surmounted or surpassed?
On the writing front I weirdly had the desire to do some more writing on my own. It took some time getting over one line in particular but… I finished a chapter. Neat. I think its partially because I’ve been just allowing myself time to process what’s going on as opposed to forcing myself through it. I allowed the block to naturally erode over time and it became a lot easier to move forward. Now that I write this out I’m reminded of that problem I’m having with someone else and feel weird I actually didn’t plan this out. Maybe… I just need to give it some… time? Hm.