I love my cat. Really, I do. He's so sweet and he's such a great cat. And I am so blessed to have him right now because he vanished for several months, and I only got him back because he still had his collar by the grace of God and some lady called me. My confession, though, is that I'm considering rehoming him. Despite his great qualities, this cat is trouble. He's very mischievous and clever, and he's constantly getting into the dog's food. And now he's started getting into our food. I try to keep him contained downstairs because my family is allergic to him, but he keeps finding ways to escape upstairs and go on a feeding frenzy. It's pissing me off that I can't outsmart this cat. He keeps barging his way through the ghetto door setup with brute force, or leaping a good 10 feet over the top of it. I'm at my wits' end. I don't want to keep him crated all the time- I can't, even if I wanted to, because I can't afford to keep spending this much on laundry detergent and cleaning supplies to take care of his messes in the crate- but he can't keep getting upstairs. I love him and I'm so glad he's home, but he wasn't like this before. He used to be so well behaved. It's like he's a totally different cat :( And now I don't know if I can handle him. My various mental disorders make me unable to handle stress well, and this is stressing me out beyond belief. I just wonder if someone else out there is better suited to care for him than I am.
I hate randomly waking up after only a few hours of precious sleep, and despite trying, being unable to fall asleep again. I'm so exhausted that my head hurts, I feel like someone parked a car on my face. I'm tired. Why can't I sleep?
It's just been a really bad week... and it's been so long. I feel like it's been a month since last weekend. I just want things to go back to normal.
I've been so deprived from male attention/interaction that I've had these two mini crushes on my two male co-workers - and they're not even my "type". They're good people, just not anyone I would ever in my right mind actually, romantically like. I think my brain is clouding over with desperation. I need help.
I have really bad self esteem issues, and it's been like this ever sense I was young. I can never see myself as good enough for anyone or anything. I always put myself down for everything. "Im not cute enough for anyone" "Im not skinny enough" "I'm not smart enough" "So and so is better than me" "I wish I looked like that" "Who would pick me when theres so many more better looking/smarter/wiser/deserving people". It's ALWAYS something. I don't hate myself, at least I never thought I did . . But the way I treat myself has started to make me think I do. I wish for once I was happy and accepting of who I am.
i've been on a trip with my best friend and his girlfriend. just before we went, i was wondering if it was gonna be kinda awkward. i became so. they started fighting over things that upset her, which i could not relate to. he tried hours and hours to please her until it turned into a shopping trip. it annoyed me pretty much and in the end i became that asshole bestfriend to her, making inappropriate jokes and i felt bad for so many stereotypes on that vacation.
I just feel like everything is falling apart
I dated this guy back in highschool which I considered myself lucky cause he was super popular with the girls and I wasnt the "super pretty cheerleader" type. I was a chubby emo girl for sure but anyways, We broke up and I found out we broke up cause he found a girl he talked too on the internet and that really messed with my self-esteem. But now Im dating his best freind and we have been together for 6 years and we have two kids, still going strong so the moral of the story is that things are going to be shitty at first but happiness will come along as you least expect it too.
i just want to be able to smile again..that's all..
I'm the last of my friends to be a virgin (literally, I think I'm the only one in my group and we're all in our early 20's), and I'm honestly starting to believe it's never going to happen. I feel so awkward about it as well. Like, I know teenagers more sexually experienced than myself. And y'all don't even understand how insanely sexually frustrated I am. I just want to get it over with already.