Post by Frappe on Sept 15, 2012 17:03:11 GMT 7
hello my dear rumble rumble random diary, I missed you terribly. Reading my old entries somewhat made me happy. I just remembered all my complaints and pains and agonies in the past and how I got through all those problems stronger and relatively mature now.
This time, I'm not gonna complain about jealousy and boyfriend stuff. Though my family has not accepted him really, at least they just left us alone to do most of what we want to do and shut up. My boyfriend and I are kind of live lovers and best friends at the same time, a pretty good combination. We are both insane in different ways and we get along real well. Not perfectly. We argue but thanks to my boyfriend's patience and tolerance, he loves me still.
I also noticed that I don't get that pathologically jealous anymore, even when i think about him hanging out with girls. Of course, I still get jealous thoughts, but they don't affect me that much any more. I'm not sure how this started, it seems I have solved my jealous girlfriend tantrums overtime. I must really trust my boyfriend and confident that he won't be cheating on me.
My problems now are related to work. well, my job is fine actually. I get to serve and help people, nourish them back to health it's a noble job. The problem really is me. I just feel 'empty' nowadays. Not angry like I'm usually like back in my college days but... depressed. I don't feel like i belonged at work. People are nice to me, but I can't... connect with them. Maybe it's just that I feel so different from them and that i notice that the new workers who worked there the same time i did got more closer to the older workers. I probably am just over thinking and plan to NOT over think.
Work always leaves me tired. Some days are okay and i feel glad to be able to help people and other days, i think of work as a drag. A job that i didn't really choose for myself. I chose it of course, over another job because I know it's what my parents would want for me and my head keeps telling me that this is the right choice though my heart tells me i wouldn't be happy with that job.
I s_ck. I tell myself this a lot. 'I just wanna die' I hear myself say in my head. Part of me knows this is wrong. Being negative is bad for my health and all. I try to be positive, interact with people more but there are times that i feel so lonely. Am not trying to be emo... I AM A NATURAL EMO... 'cuz that's being human. What matters is what you do with that emotion.
So here I am, pouring this all out to my diary where no one would talk back to me and hate me for my complaints (that's how my parents usually react so i don't tell them about this any more) writing after all is a good way to express, even therapeutic. I should have done this sooner. LOL, it makes me think that someday i would read this entry and smile knowing that i will get through this emotional turmoil too.
from the miserable almost adult Aja
'till next
This time, I'm not gonna complain about jealousy and boyfriend stuff. Though my family has not accepted him really, at least they just left us alone to do most of what we want to do and shut up. My boyfriend and I are kind of live lovers and best friends at the same time, a pretty good combination. We are both insane in different ways and we get along real well. Not perfectly. We argue but thanks to my boyfriend's patience and tolerance, he loves me still.
I also noticed that I don't get that pathologically jealous anymore, even when i think about him hanging out with girls. Of course, I still get jealous thoughts, but they don't affect me that much any more. I'm not sure how this started, it seems I have solved my jealous girlfriend tantrums overtime. I must really trust my boyfriend and confident that he won't be cheating on me.
My problems now are related to work. well, my job is fine actually. I get to serve and help people, nourish them back to health it's a noble job. The problem really is me. I just feel 'empty' nowadays. Not angry like I'm usually like back in my college days but... depressed. I don't feel like i belonged at work. People are nice to me, but I can't... connect with them. Maybe it's just that I feel so different from them and that i notice that the new workers who worked there the same time i did got more closer to the older workers. I probably am just over thinking and plan to NOT over think.
Work always leaves me tired. Some days are okay and i feel glad to be able to help people and other days, i think of work as a drag. A job that i didn't really choose for myself. I chose it of course, over another job because I know it's what my parents would want for me and my head keeps telling me that this is the right choice though my heart tells me i wouldn't be happy with that job.
I s_ck. I tell myself this a lot. 'I just wanna die' I hear myself say in my head. Part of me knows this is wrong. Being negative is bad for my health and all. I try to be positive, interact with people more but there are times that i feel so lonely. Am not trying to be emo... I AM A NATURAL EMO... 'cuz that's being human. What matters is what you do with that emotion.
So here I am, pouring this all out to my diary where no one would talk back to me and hate me for my complaints (that's how my parents usually react so i don't tell them about this any more) writing after all is a good way to express, even therapeutic. I should have done this sooner. LOL, it makes me think that someday i would read this entry and smile knowing that i will get through this emotional turmoil too.
from the miserable almost adult Aja
'till next