I feel like I’m turning into one of those people who just bitches endlessly about everything and doesn’t do anything about it. It’s odd that I feel like this, because I really haven’t done any external bitching at all — until now. But my internal bitchometer is off the motherfucking charts.
I’m in one of those odd mindsets where everyone and everything is bothering me. I’m so easily annoyed that just the mere sound of the phone ringing, an incoming e-mail or the bing from my IM client sets me to scowling. Because I know on the other end of that sound is someone who wants something from me. I get this way when my mental and emotional reserves get low.
I have barely enough moxie to get through my own day, much less listen to the petty bitches and ventings of everyone else. It’s so incredibly selfish. But what can you do when the well runs dry? This well is dry. I have nothing. nothing at all.
I hear ya. You know how when your home life sucks, you escape at work, and when work life sucks, you escape at home? What do you do when they both suck? Jack Daniels?