My posts on here seem to be lacking and for that, I apologize.
I’ve just been so focused on trying to get my writing routine back for my w.i.p that I have sort of neglected this blog. It wasn’t intentional. It just happened.
I’ve been feeling kind of frustrated lately, maybe a bit…lonely, I guess. My social life has been quickly disappearing before my eyes and it really sucks. Ever since I graduated college, things haven’t really been all that easy. I still can’t find a job… I’m still living at home with the family (and they drive me crazy, let me tell you), I have bills piling up and my friends are doing their own thing.
But, whenever they need me, I’m always there. I always make time for those who need me. I’ve been giving advice like crazy to people because I don’t want them to have to suffer through things alone. If I can help, okay. I’m not the best romance expert in the world (in fact, my experience isn’t all that great, to be honest), but if my friend is having trouble with guy issues, I’ll do my best.
My friends say I should have been a therapist instead. I should have been a life coach or something because I’m so supportive and willing to help people. I guess it’s just in my nature to want to help someone.
I’ve been through a lot of dark days and I wouldn’t want anyone to have to experience that.
I guess I just get irritated when I’m the one with some problems and nobody listens to me. I try to talk about it and they just change the subject back to themselves. Sometimes, I need to talk about things.. and all this guy talk lately has been depressing. It makes me feel lonely because I’ve been single for so long. I used to say I didn’t care, but now? I don’t know. There’s a lot of pressure for girls to settle down and get married around here. And when you’re single, you get labeled as an “old maid.” It’s frustrating.
I had to break up with a guy a couple of years ago because he wouldn’t listen to what I had to say. He would whine and complain because I “never talked to him” but, he didn’t see that when I tried to, he would go off and say he had other things to do. He would log off messenger because he had to play video games with his buddy. I soon realized video games and his friends were more important than me. I deserved better than that.
I’m sure I’ll get it one day…right?
Life is a Scene 