
The more good energy I put out there the more bad I get.
Have you ever felt that way. Either with the daily things in your life, the energy towards your job, trying to friend a job, friends, family, pets. Have you ever thought about giving it all up? Have you tried to be positive but really on the inside you horrible, worthless, and even doubtfully? I try to stay happy and positive but something is coming over me. I have been a terrible boyfriend I think. I have started to give my partner love taps. Like last night i whacked him pretty good in the head for something he said. I told the dogs to stop being lazy when in reality I have been lazy as well. I feel like getting a job right now is not enough at this point. I am start to worry about my future. Like will i become my father, and do the same things as he did when I was little?
Will hate and fear become me? Will i worry as much as my partner does? Will I fail at the game called LIFE? What has become me? What will I become? What will help?
I haven't cried in a while. I was always told not to show emotion as it is a sign that you are weak. Thanx dad. I fear that i will not become my own self, But something more like my father. The only thing i need to stop is to give into my emotions. It's hard to share ones emotions when you were raised not to tell anyone them. Even your family. I can't turn to prays, I lost my religion when i was young. I have no faith, nothing to really help me reach and believe that there is something out there to realize that there is more to emotions. I have friends that i can call, family that tries to support my daily struggle. One thing i know that i miss is being so close to my mother. She is in a whole other state and all i can do is call her and ask her life's questions and hope that all the best is in her outlook.
When i was younger i told my mother i wanted to live with her forever. That I was going to take care of her, make her dinner, tend to her, spend the rest of my life with her. Now look at here I am at. A 23 going on 24 gay man in Seattle, that never goes to visit her. I have lost my connection with my own mother. Is that bad? Or in a way good... Have i become distant?