PolMex23
Smash Champion
This isn't no emo trip.
An its not a cry out for help.
Its me doing something Ive never done in my life.
That is, to talk about how I truly feel.
If you didn't know, talking about "it" is what psychiatrists get you to do as you pay them benjamins.
All the while your better off talking to your good friends (who have some sense I hope).
So, I recently got this job. I work for MIC(Mortgage Investors Corporation). Basically to sum it up, its like a grown up version of High School. But this time your a telemarketer (Assistant Loan Officer) and you sell government backed VA loans. Yea, fun.(btw, 500 a week. so its legit)
And it is. Hot girls, Cool people, an I fit in mad hard.
My mom is soo happy. My family has laxed. But my mind hasn't.
It just seems all I do now is still not enough.
I have obligations with my church that is almost impossible to fill because of my job now.
For some reason its still hard for me to find time to go see my father. I need to speak to him, an the more I put it away, the harder it becomes.
Mentally its hard to prep myself knowing im actually going to do school an work this fall since I work almost 50 hrs a week.(ive never done this before unlike some who did that throughout HS and on.)
My father.
I want to talk to my mom also, just chit chat, but Im afraid to do so untill I actually establish my self.
I demand a more fit, athletic body.
An I still suck balls with girls. But apparently I can't deny anymore about how good I look because more than half of the MIC women think im cute, handsome, sexy, or their husband(but they share xD) This is becoming a boost.
I just feel a little more then overwhelmed. I feel powerless.
Weak an feeble. Time flows with me always trailing behind.
Time breaks through my attempts of slowing it down.
Im to slow to keep up. To scared to run with it.
Its hard to be a man. Its hard to be a good person. A whole person, always striving for the best. To always improve, never settle.
Its so hard.
If anyone feels like I do well...I feel you. I know youll listen, because you know I will.
Love yall. I miss this community. An I miss the fun I got from smash. I truly cant wait to get back. I will in probably 2 months.
Hopefully I still have my job by then. An I fulfill my compromises with the Church. My body. An maybe I have a couple chicks im talking to. Better yet a girlfriend.
My father. My mother.
Myself.
As painful it is to be molded
The better the Joy
As the tears flow
An its not a cry out for help.
Its me doing something Ive never done in my life.
That is, to talk about how I truly feel.
If you didn't know, talking about "it" is what psychiatrists get you to do as you pay them benjamins.
All the while your better off talking to your good friends (who have some sense I hope).
So, I recently got this job. I work for MIC(Mortgage Investors Corporation). Basically to sum it up, its like a grown up version of High School. But this time your a telemarketer (Assistant Loan Officer) and you sell government backed VA loans. Yea, fun.(btw, 500 a week. so its legit)
And it is. Hot girls, Cool people, an I fit in mad hard.
My mom is soo happy. My family has laxed. But my mind hasn't.
It just seems all I do now is still not enough.
I have obligations with my church that is almost impossible to fill because of my job now.
For some reason its still hard for me to find time to go see my father. I need to speak to him, an the more I put it away, the harder it becomes.
Mentally its hard to prep myself knowing im actually going to do school an work this fall since I work almost 50 hrs a week.(ive never done this before unlike some who did that throughout HS and on.)
My father.
I want to talk to my mom also, just chit chat, but Im afraid to do so untill I actually establish my self.
I demand a more fit, athletic body.
An I still suck balls with girls. But apparently I can't deny anymore about how good I look because more than half of the MIC women think im cute, handsome, sexy, or their husband(but they share xD) This is becoming a boost.
I just feel a little more then overwhelmed. I feel powerless.
Weak an feeble. Time flows with me always trailing behind.
Time breaks through my attempts of slowing it down.
Im to slow to keep up. To scared to run with it.
Its hard to be a man. Its hard to be a good person. A whole person, always striving for the best. To always improve, never settle.
Its so hard.
If anyone feels like I do well...I feel you. I know youll listen, because you know I will.
Love yall. I miss this community. An I miss the fun I got from smash. I truly cant wait to get back. I will in probably 2 months.
Hopefully I still have my job by then. An I fulfill my compromises with the Church. My body. An maybe I have a couple chicks im talking to. Better yet a girlfriend.
My father. My mother.
Myself.
As painful it is to be molded
The better the Joy
As the tears flow