I hate the word stress. I hate the crazy mixed up bullshit that I'm feeling right now. I really hate my job. It makes me feel weak. I hate stuff on the floor and clothes that need to be washed. I hate not having enough time with Trinity.
But this is my life.
Something I really hate, I don't have the life my parents had at my age. Shit, they had cheap gas, low house payments and they weren't taxed up the ass. They spent Sunday nights watching Walt Disney and eating popcorn.
I'm grateful for my life but I would like to have some grace and understanding in it.
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