I don't know, why I'm upset with my father.
Every single time he starts giving me the same life lectures I get extremely annoyed.
Its not even the first, second or third time.
I know he wish me well, but sometimes I really wish he would let me evolve on my own and not have him point finger at me at how slow I'm progressing. And that my the 'nerves in your brain' will not expand. Living in NY, you need to be 'sharp' and 'smart'. You can't just lazily go about your daily life. If you're so 'lazily' then don't bother with nursing, just be a Secretary, picking up phone calls. That got me really pissed off. And he wonders why I'm upset with him. Like his intentions are good, but his context is nerve-reckoning. I feel dumber and dumber. This is the part I think life is not worth living. I really want to do good, but there are other things I have to apply to myself tha I really think life is not worth it. I'm better off dead, and give up my organs to people who want to live, and then donate all my stuffs to kids who didn't get a chance to go thru the luxury that I got. I'm thinking, wow, I'm condeming myself over this. How stupid am I. But thats how I feel at the moment and I feel better about it.
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