6AM

Waking up at 6am on Saturday sucks. It sucks because it means I am stressed out. I hate being stressed out. And this time, it isn't my fault. Most times, when I get stressed, it is because I did that to myself. But this time, it isn't my fault for a change. And I hate it. I hate how it is out of my control. I hate letting people abuse me like this. I hate that I can't do anything about it in the short term. I hate that people around me, who know it is happening, try to stand up to me and get shut down as well. I hate feeling like I am back in high school. I hate the drama. I hate the bullshit. I hate the bitching. I fucking hate it.

I find it hard to understand how stupid people can be. How ignorant people can be. How some people are willing to let their life empire fall apart because they have no back bone.

I'm trying to get out of it. I will get out of it and get back to being somewhere I am wanted. It will just take time. Hopefully, not too much time. I can't handle this much stress for too much longer. Maybe I'll go back to going out every weekend to try and get myself away from the shit that happens during the week.