An Untitled Mess

Yes, this is going to be mostly a "woe is me" piece.  Deal with it, get over it or just stop reading...that simple.  My birthday was the 25th.  Yes, Christmas day.  Do you know what people usually say when they find out that's my birthday?  They usually say, "Man, that sucks" or some other variation of that same sentiment.  I usually smile and say politely that it's not so bad.  I have never been called to work on my birthday and usually the family is all here because everyone is "home for Christmas".  Then they add something like, "I bet you get screwed on presents" and I'm like, it's not about the presents man, it's about the people I care about in my life being here for me.  And that's the truth.  I couldn't care less (yes, that's the proper way to say that phrase) about presents.  Maybe as a child I would get a little upset and point out how unfair it all is to get ONE birthday/Christmas gift from some relati

Okay, so I'm a little depressed.  Not like major in my feelings or suicidal or anything crazy like that.  Okay, so maybe it's more just "lonely" and not really "depressed", but being lonely kinda makes me depressed so...I'm kinda fighting the funk right now. So at group last night, we shared what we thought were some of our traits that others considered to be likable and unlikable.  Not an easy thing to do if you're honest with yourself.  I thought that some of my more likable traits were that I was loyal and dedicated to people.  Unlikable is that I hold people up to my own set of standards and get all up in my feelings when they are not met.  Thinking about it, even my "likable" traits could come off as being unlikable to people.  Maybe I spend too much time trying to be a good person or good friend and it pushes people away?  Or maybe I try to help too much or just get annoying by constantly wanting to talk. Case in point.  This week