I need to grow a spine

People make jokes at my expense.  I laugh along with them.

I’m laughing on the outside.  I’m hurting on the inside.

I try not to take myself too seriously.  Maybe I don’t take myself seriously enough.

I’ve never been good at standing up for myself.

I don’t like to be laughed at.

Made fun of.

Bullied.

I need to grow a spine.

I need to assert myself.  To not worry about who it will offend.

My feelings are important too.

If you don’t think so, you can get lost.

I feel trapped

“If you hate your job, you hate your life.”

– Dale Partridge

I really want to quit.  But I feel like I can’t.

I’m burning out.  Burned out.  Beyond burned out.

And no one seems to care.

“Just keep going.  We’re depending on you!”

I’m running myself into the ground.

“Stop complaining!”

I’m overwhelmed.

First-world problems, I know…

Maybe I’m just tired.

I never want to hear that phone ring again.

Why can’t people ever think for themselves?

In my dark moods I think some people are too stupid to live.

I’m tired of being a doormat.

I feel like my work is stupid and meaningless.

I hate myself for doing something only for money and being so gutless.

How much longer do I have to keep doing this?