I have nowhere to express anything

I have nowhere to express anything real in my life. So Google brought me here. I cannot possibly ever be the one who is unhappy, the one who is burned out, the one who needs help, the one who needs somebody to give a damn, or even just the one who needs to sit down and be quiet and not be approached with any crises for half an hour after work. That's not allowed.

Other people's pettiest whims are presented as emergencies, whereas if I am so sick I cannot function all anybody sees is either a captive audience for their drama, or a need to find out when I'm coming back to work on the rare occasion I have to take a day off to throw up. (How would I know? All I know is you probably don't want me vomiting on the desk so I called out sick.)

Everything I deal with is just a gigantic house of cards and the only thing keeping the whole thing from collapsing is my self discipline in not taking a deep breath around anyone or anything in my life.

I am tired of dealing with cunts who do everything in their power to destroy my life, and then turn around and pretend I tried to destroy them instead. Yes, these people are cunts, no I don't like them, but I'm still not about to harm anyone even if you could credibly argue they deserve retribution. I'm fed up with the attacks and the projection.

I am tired of predatory and incompetent businesses and institutions. I need for my clients to pay me on time with checks that won't bounce. I need for my bank to acknowledge that I have money which I should be able to use without sitting around waiting for them to credit the deposit for days on end.

I am tired of people depending on me for everything, then pretending I'm not contributing or not trustworthy.

I am fed up and I want to be left alone. Everybody just leave me the fuck alone.

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anonymous Other July 16, 2026 at 3:15 pm 0 0