Spent the majority of today hiding in my room, under my duvet. Had a lovely weekend...but now I'm just feeling all bleugh.
Sick of being like this.
My mind is spiralling about the future...What am I ever going to do with my life...Nothing of consequence.
Envy is a deadly sin, and boy don't I know it.
"I wish I could be like them..."
"I want my life to be like that..."
Honestly, I think that is one of the worst things about Facebook. Its great for keeping in touch with people, but its also a constant reminder of all the fantastic things people are doing with their lives, whilst I'm just faffing around.
I know I moan about this a lot. I'm sorry.
You may think I'm being a bit hard on myself. Or you may agree and feel the same.
Its so tough.
I hate feeling envious.
It makes my skin crawl, yet I cant seem to stop it.
We live in a society where 'what you do' (job wise) represents who you are. And I really struggle with that.
I know so many wonderful friends and family that are making a difference in the world, and I wish, I wish I could be like that.
They are the saints and achievers that are making the world go round, and compared to them, I'm a failure.