The glass is always half-empty

Which is one reason why I try to never look at it. But there are always those few that try to make you see the half-empty glass.

My weekend went well, my grandmother went in and out of the hospital pretty fast, it looks like she can get a reversal after all. That’s pretty good news to all of us, but my grandmother always finds a way to get out of things; Like having a panic attack so bad that she blacks out and crashes her car, that’s happened a few times already. I had to sit in the hospital waiting for her, which wasn’t so bad, just the having to run around with her the next day for over 5 hours because the morphine wasn’t out of her system was a but much.
I didn’t even have time to calm down. Last night I started a puzzle that is pissing me off, over 200 pieces are plain purple and I don’t know how to get around trying every piece in one spot before I get the right one. Angie is planning her wedding which is only a year away. I feel so happy for them, now if only the other couples I knew would actually do something about their relationships….
Lately I haven’t been feeling good. I don’t know if it’s stress from the class and not knowing if I did the homework correctly or if it’s and actual bug. Which is why moving around too much is not good for me right now. Right now I don’t know how I feel, I know that the Sherwood CD Qu has really gotten to me and I don’t like it. The CD is really suicidal which is not something I need. I wish they would go back to their upbeat music but I know that will probably not happen, as I won’t go to a concert for them now that Qu is out and I know out of all the people Mikey would be the one to probably listen to some people about the change.
Sometimes, I just hate how my life is turning out.

Alone by myself
With no one else alone

I want to die
I want to dream of nothing

Curl up and cry
Go ahead and grieve for no one

Go ahead and lie
I feel no pain for your ass

all I want
Is to coil and die

Yank my hair pull me back to nowhere
I hardly care

As long as I get out of here
Ignore, “Beware”
I’d rather die than stay here

All I want Is to coil and die
Alone by myself with no one else alone

©Tara Wenthin