So I woke up yesterday with a really super deep cough. The doctor told me to destress, okay, so I tried to destress and what did I get? SICK! It's one thing after another the last 8 or 9 months of my life. I am SO DONE. I hate my life, I'm miserable. I have good things happening yes, but the bad CLEARLY outweighs the good. I have a job and I have a place to live. I have family that's very supportive of me but you know after all of that, what do I have? Nothing good. I have friends who clearly feel the need to dictate how I feel. I've got friends that WANT NOTHING to do with me. I've got alot of resentment, hurt, pain, misery, sadness pent up inside that I want to get rid of but I dont have the time because I have seven classes and I'm trying to make sure I graduate this may.

I am so done with being the one who gets the shit end of the stick. I can't understand how this world works by rewarding those who do bad and wrong others with good things while those of us who sit back bite our tongues and try to do things the 'right' way and atleast have a moral compass get shit on.

I honestly hate my life because of how sad I feel when I wake up and go to bed at night. I cannot shake the sadness, it's overwhemling. And, worst of all, I can't move on. I can't. I have tried. I want to. I want to like there's no tomorrow. I want to be done and I want to not feel so sad. I am so done but for whatever reason being done isn't good enough with God.

I can't take it anymore. Any of it.