wm1047-2no one will ever love you …

I’m out of sorts, out of patience, rocking that Also Ran feeling like you wouldn’t believe.

Doesn’t matter how hard I work at work, it never pays off. I’m just dismissed or overlooked or ignored.

It all just feels kind of futile. Want to hide out on the Compound and shut off the outside world entirely. No job. No people.

I’ll find zen with some bees. I’ll build a barn. Pen the herd. Homeschool my poor unsocialized children.

Why can’t it be that simple?

I’m not looking for attention. I’m just venting my frustration.

It’s been a difficult couple of weeks. And I can’t shake it off so easily this time.

Enough already. Just enough.