Not a missed connection

Carson City NV

Description

I miss being me. The me that used to laugh all the time, that used to enjoy leaving the house and going literally anywhere but home, the me who didn’t feel like the only things in life are work, kids, and sleep. I miss going out to dinner and watching the people around me, making up stupid stories about what conversations they were having. Shit, I miss being looked at and being noticed, I miss feeling even mildly attractive to my significant other and feeling like every now and then someone else was checking me out too. I miss someone else occasionally planning things out instead of leaving every tiny detail up to me. Now all I am is a lump of flesh that deals with constant stupid demands, listens to fucking morons whine all day long about how they forgot something and now it is supposed to be my emergency to deal with, that listens to my neglectful partner talk non-stop about their job which seems to be the only thing that they actually put some effort into, I listen to non-stop fighting from my kids and whining about how unfair the world is to them. I miss feeling alive, and I hope that to anyone else who may feel this way, that things do get better and that you find you again. Thank you, and rant over with.