I Give Up

I’m sorry, I really need to vent.

I do my best. I really do my fucking best.

No matter if I’m having pain or not, doesn’t matter if the Gastritis is giving me hell, or if I’m going on my third day not eating, no sleep, and my demons nipping at the corners of my mind.

Doesn’t matter if it’s shark week and I’ve lost two-thirds of my blood, or if it’s the goddamn day after my dad dies. I am at work when I’m supposed to be, I work as hard as I can, I put myself last, and I’m fucking tired.

I’m tired of putting my all into everything, and being drained. There should be more of me to put into what I need to do, but I’m just falling short.

I’m tired of doing my fucking best for no reason. I’m tired of falling short.

I’m tired of feeling inadequate.

I’m tired of being shit on.

I’m tired of being complained about.

I’m tired of not being worth even learning my name.

I’m tired of falling short

I’m tired of falling short.

I’m tired of falling short.

I’m tired of my best not being good enough.

I need to find another job.

 

Sorry. I just needed to vent. I needed ‘someone’ to talk to I guess.

Sorry again.

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