And so this week ends on a depressing note... what a surprise ! :sad:
I'm getting really fed-up with my current situation. Can't take this burden of responsibility always being on my shoulders. :kickingmyself: Which in many ways is worse than the constant family drama that I find myself caught in the middle off on a daily basis. It still baffles me how they still can't see their part in playing a huge part in how I turned out to be this frightened, ill at ease, anxious lad. Always feeling like he doesn't belong... anywhere.
Is making music even worth it? Yeah, I got an average talent for it, it's an escape from the reality of my crap-tastic life. But, in the long-term? :question: :idontknow: Guessing I'm over-thinking things, eh? But then that what I do a lotta the time, especially when music is the only things that matters to me in this life. As sad as that is to confess, but it's the truth. I mean, music's the only thing that has made me happy in life. Nothing else really does it for me.
Sorry, I wish I had something better or more upbeat to post about here.
But those event only ever seem to happen when I'm outta the house.
And I haven't ventured out in at least a month.
