I feel like I sobbed all day yesterday. I didn’t but I somehow had a huge release. I just let out all this pent up frustration by 1)yelling at shannon, 2) writing, 3) driving and 4) going to my dads and talking to him and dina. Afterwards I went bowling with 9 idiots and it was an okay time.
I woke up today and I feel a lot better. I am back to myself. I just had too much bottling on me.
Wow. Youre going to get wasted and ignore me all day?
I know I was a bitch but that’s just dumb.
I feel sick to my stomach with all the bridges I might be burning. It’s like a blaze of glory surrounds me as I slowly watch what I really care about smolder into a pile of ash. The winds picking up and blowing it all away. So I need to sit, and write, and make sense of this life I’m engulfed by. I’m not drowning at all. I’ll never be drowning again. That already happened once before. So instead I’m swimming frantically, kicked and pushing the water, making a mess of what was so calm only a little bit ago. So we had a bit of an intervention for one of my friends. And it’s come back seven fold, as I should have expected, and it’s trying to kick my ass. But I’m wrestling it to the ground, and the intensity of it all is leaving me exhausted.
And who really matters in this world? If not the people you surround yourself with than no one. I can’t save anyone. Not only is it not my job but I don’t have the right materials to do so anyway. My job is to stand at my post, watching and listening, and diving in when I have to. Not to pull you out, but to wade beside you and hold your shirt to keep you from being totally submerged. I can’t pull you out though. That strength needs to be in you and you alone.
So I’m under a lot of pressure and flipped out today. I’ve been living with this intense pressure, but when I woke up today, it was completely crushing me. And I crumbled for a minute. With a look of anger in my eyes I left my house to fulfill a prior promise and I told my mom, “I’m just so upset.” When i got to my friends house I had tears in my eyes and she fully understood why. Or at least it seems like she did.
So I’m sorry for walking out on your life friend. And not being there like I should have been. Like you so desperately needed. And I’m sorry for having to cease communication with you, other friend, but it is the only way and you understand that. And I’m sorry to you, boy, for being a complete asshole. It’s so out of my nature to act irrational or speak out of emotion. But sometimes you just snap and whoever is there gets the blunt of everything. I just wonder how many people. Not how many I will hurt, or walk out on, or burn. Because that’s not something I ever do. It’s not something I feel I did recently. I had every right intention for doing what I did. I just wonder how many people I will know and touch and walk with. How many will be important to me. How many will last. Just how many, in general.
This journey is bright. This journey is long. This journey is mine.
Andrew burned down Brie’s house?
Life is too freaking funny. I KNOW I’m in a comedy
Another good day for me. Worked of course, but Shannon and his dad came in which was.. good. But I was like NOOO when I heard they were there because I was all gross in my uniform and unwashed hair blah blah. But it was good to see him.
Afterwards met up with Menna and Tony at the Jester and had a nice strawberry margarita to wash down my delicious salad and soup. But I had a headache all day so afterwards I went home and took a fantastic nap. Now I have to run in the shower and get to Shannons as fast as possible because I’m g and going over there for dinner tonight. Which makes me a little nervous because I’m lame like that. Anyway everyday has been pretty great. Yesterday was lunch with Kari and Alana, then last nigh was drinks with Maureen John Tony Menna Courtney Jess Rubin and ol’ Keri. The day before was.. idk. But its been a lot of chillin and a lot of laughing. And a lot of money. But a lot of happy.