Work, family, doctors, work, family, work…

An endless circle of chores and more chores. I have barely gotten to enjoy my summer. I’ve been working and the deal with family shit. I just want to freaking relax. I want a day to just do whatever. To go out and do whatever. Sadly I am afraid to go out by myself which is stupid I know but I am. I don’t want to be alone, I am scared to be alone. So instead I work come home sleep wake up get dressed do chores go to work come home and do it all over again. Now this week is different seeing as how I am sick and I still have to work. I feel so guilty asking for a day off because I need the money but I don’t want to make others work more so I can have fun. That just doesn’t seem right. I hate how I am always arguing with myself over matters like these. I guess that’s just life

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