I feel so dang unmotivated. Why did I do what I did? :) I signed up for these classes and now I can't stand it. But that's not even the problem. I just can't get anything at work done. I am sooooo unmotivated. What is it that I'm supposed to be doing and why do I hate this so much? To some elemental extent I MUST quit whining. I've never felt this way before tho - like if just anything happened I'd disappear.
I mean - some minutes I feel like I can't stand it another minute. I went to the bathroom a few mintues ago and it took all i could to walk back into my office. I just don't want to be here in any way, shape, or form. What is wrong with me? Jeez! I want to just quit my job and leave for good. I can't stand it. I guess it's that there's not a single pleasureable thing that I can think of. There is nothing that I really like or look forward to here. Even in alabama there were things that I loved. I could always go up to Monte Sano, drive to Atlanta or Chattanooga or even Nashville. Go over to my dad's or go see Glen down at mom's or something.
But I can't do any of that here. Most of that stuff is completely gone, even. I guess it's that I can't even leave here and nothing ever changes. And I can't even talk about it because it's too upsetting to so. But this sux because of so's inability to get reasearch done and put behind.
I don't understand how he gets by. His whole life there's been someone to pick things up and make it okay, no matter what he wasn't doing. I really have an impending sense of doom. It's like until someone screams at him and tells him its the end, finito, he's not going to make himself do it.
And what totally kills me - it's all in his head! No one is stopping him from doing anything, but he just has to believe that hj is stopping him.
We have no life - and it bothers me that I feel like "life" won't happen until i get away from here.
I cannot spend another summer here. It is like being in hell, literally. This is the last. If I have to work a menial job somewhere - this is it. I can't help it. Not at all - I can't stand it.
I've got to calm down. Everything has become so - imperitive to me. I think it's displacement about so. I am feeling a lot of angst about what he's doing.