Frustrated…

While there is nobody out there reading this blog post, I feel it’s something I need to do to release this built up tension.

First of all, my name is JeRemy, and my life is complicated.

This is where Complexitivity comes from.

Anything I do, seems to be complex so therefore we get complexitivy.

In my life recently, I’ve had reasons to be stressed and frustrated.

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My stepfather was convicted of a crime that he didn’t commit, and it’s taken a toll on both myself, and my mom.

And people expect me to be this incredibly strong person supporting my mom, and right now, I just want to let go, and get away.

I don’t get why people can’t understand that.

And then of course, my friends are non-existant through this time. Not even a phonecall.

Am I that unimportant in their lives?

I’ve been there for a lot of my friends, and they can’t return the favor. It makes me wonder why I consider them my friends, and why I would be there for any of them if they needed me.

It frustrates me beyond belief.

I’m questioning everything now, if one person says this do they really mean that?

Who really knows anymore.

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It seems that people just don’t generally care about me.

I hate this feeling of being alone.

Hate it. Hate it. Hate it.

- JeRemy.