Stuck. That’s how I feel at the moment. I get things almost set up, one tiny glitch left, and that little glitch refuses to right itself. Everyone wants to know the plan. I’ve lost track of the amount of people that have asked. When I lay my plan out, no matter which plan it is, people don’t think it’s good enough. Or that it’ll work. Then two days later turn around and ask me why I don’t seem to believe in myself anymore. It’s fucking hard to believe in yourself when everyone else keeps cutting you down. Can’t talk to anyone, every body has their own shit. Everyone always has their own shit. I don’t understand why I’m the only person who ever has the time to be there for other people.

Maybe I should just quit fighting it. All of it. All of the people, and all the shit they think about me. About what I should do with my life. Just give in. Just stay where I am, a shit job with all the risks and no rewards. A life that doesn’t have a direction, a home, or apparently a future.