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2009-02-06I haven't written an actual blog in years. I suppose in my adolescence having an emotionally expressive voice was more important than it is to me now. I've lost much of the angst, resentment, and jealousy I housed within myself during high school. Instead, I feel pretty empty and uninspired most of the time. I know I was a moron and an asshole, but I at least cared if I was dead or alive in the morning. I've lost most of the friends I made my first few years of high school, and I often reflect where I went wrong. I made mistakes with my relationships with people, but it hardly seems fair that I should lose so much when others have made mistakes much worse than mine. I'm scared I've picked a career I hate. I'm scared I'm going to die an old maid. I'm scared that I'm going to regress even more into someone I resent. I wish someone would just pluck me out of this funk.
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