When you have had all you can stand and have to let it all out. Hatred is a horrible emotion, but sometimes, it takes over….
More than 10 things I hate about you
A friend of mine wrote this on a particularly bad day. I think a lot of people feel this way but never put it down. She did and she said she felt much better afterwards.
I feel like I have failed the universe. I don’t know any other way to say it. I’ve let a lot of people down and I know there are quite a few waiting to see me fail. Well you have what you want. I wish I could just pick up and move some where far away where no one knows me. I want to live far away from people. I want to succeed from the union. I probably spelled that wrong but then that is another error on my part.
I’ve hurt quite a few people in my life time and didn’t really mean too. I’ve been told on more than one occasion, how rude, crude and abrupt I am. Well I guess a bitch is a bitch and that is what I will always be. I have no best friends, no one to do anything with and no one that calls me just to talk. If I could turn back time, I would turn it back to at least 18 months ago, maybe longer. I have made many mistakes in my life, but its not the ones everyone thinks they are. It was not by marrying my husband or having a child out of wedlock.
One mistake is trusting people that I shouldn’t. It sharing secrets with people that I thought were my friends that I shouldn’t have. It’s caring what others think of me, when really all that matters is what God sees in me and what is in my heart. I have given up a lot in life for other people. I guess that is a fault. I’m not selfish. But I guess there are some that see me that way. I’ve let go of all my dreams and don’t know that I will ever get them back. The things that I thought were important are not really that important any more. I don’t want a big house or a sports car nor do I want to be rich. I do want a place to live and call my own, and not owe anyone for it. I do want a truck that is paid for, and I want to be able to take care of what is mine. I’m tired of walking on eggshells around other people, when it is apparent; they are not worried if my feelings will get hurt. I’m tired of having to defend myself and my husband.
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