Just feeling down and wondering if anyone else out there has the balls to admit they are too among other things. So what is so bad about my life hmm.. Im alone a lot. I mean a lot like 5 out of 7 days a week. I go to work I hate my job and its a very clique-y hostile environment. Its hostile to the tune of someone will start working there and be like a normal nice human being and a week later they are avoiding eye contact and not saying hi to you in the hall like someone got to them and said this list ok to talk to this list of people not ok. I moved for the job so no lifting bros no good best friends. Been doing long distance with gf hating it. Can't seem to leave said gf for different reasons one shes my friend and I care about her two it would be hard to get as good as her if i gave her up. Have to live in same town as paranoid schizophrenic mother (if you don't have a family member whos really truly crazy you might not understand, but when you grow up you don't want to live within a hundred miles of them), haven't been to an AA meeting in forever, really close to a drink, seem to be getting hammered about once a week totally blackout shit faced. Oh and coming off cycle so got to love that. Can't seem to get motivated to put in job applications even though its my ticket out only myself to blame for that. My fking credit card is maxxed out and I cant even figure out why im not snorting blow or fking hookers on the weekend. Aggravated rotator cuff for 3rd time in a couple of years to point could not move arm, just starting to get back to normal, and lifts will be pathetic for a while. Have to live in a town where ive made enough enemies have to watch my back anytime I go out small hick sister fking town. Live across from young couple guy is cool girl is one of those girls who thinks having a big rack and a butter face means when I say hi she should pretend to not have heard me. Fk im sure im leaving something out but those are the shittiest. Oh and then I make a post like this and someone will say something asstarded like well you don't have cancer or something and thats supposed to cheer me up. Show me picture of guy who lost his dik in a fishing accident or something i might start to feel grateful.