Boring. My life is so boring. I'm stuck in purgatory. Or groundhog day. Just more of the same...
7 months later and I'm still in the same house. No further on with my life. At least I'm not thinking about topping myself anymore, although it might be a welcome relief from the inane boredom.
I turn 42 in August. I feel as though my life is passing me by. I cannot move on or consider any future while stuck in this bloody house.
I'm going out of my mind with frustration and stress from the permanently whiney senile dog.
How did I end up here?
Oh yes...poor choices! Very poor choices!
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