Thursday, February 14, 2013
Failure and Valentine's Day
Who am I? Right or wrong, so much of our personal identities hang on our careers. Mine has been wrecked. And I wonder...will people see me differently? Its a shallow question, I know. But suddenly, I feel vulnerable in a whole new way. What will this change How long are the arms of failure? What aspects of my life will it touch? Certainly job prospects but what about love interest? I dunno. I hope not. I can't be sure. I've never been here before. My brother keeps assuring me it doesn't matter. No one cares. And no, I've never picked my friends or lovers based upon degree. But I've got a lot of shortcomings, Guys. I am Bipolar I, on a shitload of meds, and now I'm a failure. Having a hard time making my peace with that one. Everything is falling apart, and its Valentine's Day, and I'm all alone. Can I call game now?