so here it is coming up on my birthday. (it's on thursday). and we aren't able to do anything. my husband got some great presents (his is a few days before mine). me, i've got one thing i bought with money from my grandma and i used the last of the birthday money to pay a fucking plumber. damn it sucks. i am really bitter right now. i was finally excited about a birthday again and had some frivolity flirting with me and bam... reality slaps me down.
not to mention that it didn't slap my husband down who got an expensive cell phone and a movie.
no one really seems to understand my angst and here i am frustrated because life almost went my way for once.
i'm sick of disappointment. i shouldn't just assume things will work out as planned. i don't understand why i do that. it rarely ever pans out anyway. then i'm left depressed and angry at life in general.
i hope that by the time i'm 25 on thursday things will have looked up and i won't feel like a martyr. got i'm pathetic.
not to mention that it didn't slap my husband down who got an expensive cell phone and a movie.
no one really seems to understand my angst and here i am frustrated because life almost went my way for once.
i'm sick of disappointment. i shouldn't just assume things will work out as planned. i don't understand why i do that. it rarely ever pans out anyway. then i'm left depressed and angry at life in general.
i hope that by the time i'm 25 on thursday things will have looked up and i won't feel like a martyr. got i'm pathetic.