A mighty harumphf.

I feel as though I stomped off to pout and am now making the humble walk back into the room, head bowed.

Life is just rolling about all over me. It's smashing the tender spots with great force. The other place I have is strange. It's a blog pretty much solely for people I know...but it's boring because I feel like it's mostly censored. I don't say fuck and it's lame and boring. Yet, I mostly hate this blog now. So I've considered making a private blog for me only. I'm tired of myself and feel the need to spew this venom that's bubbling inside. It threatens to boil the skin off my bones. I'm still jobless and that's a horrible blow to my ego. My ego was fairly small to begin with and it's just being whittled down to nothing. I feel so unhirable. My self-esteem is waning. What's wrong with me? Why does nobody want to hire me? I interviewed for a job I really wanted, genuinely wanted, knew I could be great there...and I was rejected. My days are spent alone. By afternoon I'm counting down the time until my husband gets home from work. B L A H! worthless.