Another weekend has come and gone and I am not really sure what happened with it. Friday was a Friday I mean I worked so that was a thing and then I played some games with some friends and then I went to bed nothing special nothing even worth writing about here. I ate to much but that was mostly because I went out for lunch with some co-workers….. Ugh I am going to have to try this later I keep typing a sentence and hating the way it looks and then I just delete the line and rinse repeat and continue……
Deciding to keep publish this anyway so you can see all the jumble pouring out my head space.
I was writing my about me page and I realized that there was something that I have never really brought up in my blog and didn’t feel like it was something that needed to be on the About Me page. I deserved it’s on post.
Let’s talk about sexuality. Now in America right now things are kind of crazy. I am not a fan of political talk so I am going to steer clear of that mine field. I am however going to talk about my own sexuality. Now when it comes to that it is very complicated. I am I guess what trendy new age people call a pansexual my sexual attraction is connected to my emotion attachment to a person more than their gender. If I am in love with a man I am gay if I am in love with a woman I am straight. I have loved both men and women in my life and I have been equally sexually attracted to them.
I find men and women both beautiful the human body is amazing and I find parts of both gender to be pleasing to the eye. I don’t consider myself one way or the other I am just love. I mean yes there is a part of me that feels like I was born in the wrong body sometimes but for the most part I am happy with being a man. I guess. Wait that doesn’t have anything to do with this.
OK. Back on track. When I have always been “soft” I have always been very in touch with my emotions when I love I love completely and recklessly and when my heart is broken it is utterly shattered. It has been many times you would think I would be use to it by now but every new heartbreak feels just like the first. My heart is broken currently by how I see all the progress that we have made as a nation when it comes to marriage equality and acceptance of sexual orientation seeming to be sitting on the cusp of being completely undone. I worry for the future of my friends and family. People that just want to marry the person they love. Just want to be able to make sure that love is respected and safe. Ok I though I had a lot of stuff to say on this but I guess I don’t. Man I am awful at this blogging thing maybe I will get better as time goes on.
So how many of you get that feeling that you don’t really exist in the world? I have been in that rut for awhile now. I mean I have had a couple of good days where I was happy for the most part but I don’t really feel like I exist. I know that there are several factors that are playing a big role in that lets list them below shall we.
- 1: No car. Now this is a major part of everything and probably the central driving force and the linch pin on which all the other factors stem from. I won’t go into this because I have covered it in several other posts.
- 2: Time. This has to do with the time I have in the day. See I wake up at 6:30am and head to work to be there by 8 if I am borrowing a car or 9 if I am catching a ride. If I am borrowing the car I leave work at 4 I leave and drive the 30 minutes home to pick up my girlfriend so she can go to class. I then drive 45 minutes to take her to class and then drive the 45 minutes home. So by the time I get home it is a little after 6 usually. When I get home I make the little guy some dinner and then at 7 it is time to head upstairs he usually chills and plays on his tablet while I lay on the bed and watch some TV. At 8pm he goes in to bed I then start to get myself stuff ready for the morning. At 9:15 I leave to go pick my girlfriend up from class so another 45 minute drive out and then again back. So finally get home about 10:45 or 11 depending on if I have to stop at the store or for gas or anything. I get home and then it is time to lay down and go to bed. This has led to this feeling that I don’t really exist that I am starting to forget how to be me.
Well started typing this yesterday and it looks like I might be getting a car tomorrow. It isn’t a great car just a little high mileage Honda Civic. It is however a car and it doesn’t need to last long it just needs to hold up for a couple of months till I can afford to get a better car. Here is to hoping that this helps me start to feel more like me and start to feel like I am part of the world again.
Trying something new today. I am trying writing my posts out on paper during the day and typing them out in the evening. I feel like i have a lot of stuff to say but don’t really have the time to keep my WordPress open all day to keep adding to it. So if this gets posted then it worked if not then I guess no one will read this so it doesn’t matter.
So I was talking to a buddy about the benefits of letting your feelings and stress out. He is the only real world friend that I have given the URL for this blog to, well him and my sister. Even if no one ever reads these blog posts just getting the stuff out there is good for me.
Currently I am having that useless feeling again. See I was supposed to get a car with my tax refund but the government decided to take half of my tax refund to pay off the rest of my student loan. I mean the good thing is that the student loan is paid off. Here is where I failed. I should have saved the money I did get if I would have done that I would have the money thursday to get a car with what was left and then my paycheck tomorrow. I didn’t though I bought a new fitbit a new GPU for my computer and some other shit that I shouldn’t have gotten. So I did do wrong I know that I did but I need to not beat myself up over this because it is done. All I can do is do better when I get paid tomorrow and save money. The problem is that I am stuck still relying on people to lend me a car to get to work or bumming rides. If something comes up and I have to go somewhere I have to find a ride or someone to again lend me a car. I makes me feel like a failure. I mean I can’t do anything for my daughters because they are at their moms and I only get to see them on the weekends. I don’t like being in this situation but it is a situation I got myself into.
What I need to do is not feel like a failure. I am not a failure I do the best I can with what I got. Yes I screw up sometimes but at least I realize I screwed up. I don’t have much but I am trying to do good with it. Fingers crossed that it is enough.
I decided that on days when I don’t have a whole not to say I would talk about some music I am currently listening to. Sound like a good idea? Probably not. Lets start this.
Today started out with listening to Eisley’s latest release “I’m Only Dreaming.” I have enjoyed Eisley since the first time I heard Telescope Eyes back in what 2005. I would have to say this is probably my favorite album (my age is showing) that they have recorded. As always the vocals are soft yet they can cut through to the very core of you summoning up emotions that you didn’t were there. I mean it starts out with Always Wrong which I mean come on we all feel that way more times than not. I am not going to do full reviews because honestly my writing skills are not nearly good enough to do the albums I listen to just. Lets just say it is good.
After listening to I’m Only Dreaming about four times Spotify decided to jump to album radio. Maybe it felt that I needed a change. Thank you Spotify for telling me what I need. It is usually right. Well the first thing that came on was the song Stop Desire off of Tegan and Sara’s album Love You to Death. So I decided I need to listen to that. Currently I am on the second play through of that album and figure I will probably finish the day of work up with listening to this a couple more times.
I might try to write another blog post this evening if I can come up with anything worth talking about. That seems to be the problem with when my mood feels good that I don’t have as much to right about. Why is that?
So I have successfully made it three days with feeling for the most part happy. I have instated a 4 phase daily plan for trying to keep this happy feeling going.
Step 1: Upbeat music. I have noticed that for the last couple of weeks all the music I have been listening to has revolved our loss and unrequited love or just overall heartache. So I changed that up more driving guitar, drums and vocals or good fast dance beats. Seems to keep the blood pumping and the mood up.
Step 2: Walks on lunch. This was pretty much a no brainer get up on my hour lunch breaks at work (that is a lot of time) and go for a walk. Even just 30 minutes is enough to get the blood flowing and the endorphins going. Also makes me feel better in the evening.
Step 3: Curls Sessions. Just four sets of 12 reps with my 56 pound curl bar in the evening is enough to give me that nice ache that makes you just feel so good like your muscles are doing what they are supposed to be doing.
Step 4 (the most important step): Stop watching those same six episodes of Glee I have been watching every night for the last month. I now this sounds silly but it is true. Every night I would go home and I would watch the same six episodes of Glee every night. I love the show and I love the music but watching it as much as I did pulled me out of the real world and caused me to lose grip on what was real. I will still revisit the show and the music from it from time to time but my evenings have to be for other things.
Ok so today started off not good. For one I am sick. I haven’t been sick well pretty much the time I went full on vegan. I have been taking steps in the last year as soon as I start to feel a sniffle I up the vitamin c and kick it in the butt before it rolls in. Well I was caught off guard by this one. It probably has something to do with how messed up the weather has been. We have been very warm around here lately like 50’s and 60’s and then last week we had our first snow storm of the year (first snow storm doesn’t come till Feb and they say global warming isn’t a thing) that snow the temp dropped to below freezing for like maybe the second time this winter (again see global warming). I think that weather is the change is what finally got me sick. Well ok back on topic so I woke up not feeling well but honestly I had to come to work. I am actually writing this on my lunch break while I listen to Alessia Cara Radio on Spotify. Well anyway on to the real point of this.
Moms are supposed to be the women that will always pick you up when you are down and praise you when you are up. Why can’t my mother do that? I get this text message this morning about how I live too far away to take care of my daughters and that I pretty much make awful decisions about my life. Here is the back story. I had a great job at an Advertising company and I was really good at it and really loved it. Well the company was bought out and they didn’t have any need for designers so they let us go. That was Feb 26th of 2016 well I didn’t have a job for most of 2016 and eventually I landed an overnight job stocking shelves at a local grocery store. It sucked the work was hard and the pay was horrible. So as you would expect the bills started to stack up and I started to fall apart. My car broke down and I couldn’t afford to get it inspected so It had to go to a scrap yard. I haven’t been able to afford to get a new car yet. Well then we ended up getting kicked out of our apartment. My daughters went to live full-time at their moms and me and my girlfriend and her son went to go live with his grandparents who have a pretty big house in the country. It is 25 minutes away from my daughters. Not nearly the distance that my mom likes to make it sound like it is.
The real problem is that I don’t have a car. I don’t have any kind of real freedom. I have to rely on someone to take me to work and honestly she is about to have a baby so god knows how things are going to work when she pops. I think that most of my emotional problems lately stem from that feeling of not being able to support anyone about having to rely on other people for everything. Well my moms text to me just further got it into my head that I really am a failure that I am pretty worthless. She gets hung up on the distance of me to the girls but even if I was in my last apartment she still would have to pick them up from places and what not because I DON’T HAVE A CAR. You want to know the real kicker. Her and her husband have three cars. You think they could be like hey yeah we will sell you one for pretty cheap. I mean it isn’t like they are brand new cars or anything Ok well rant over I am going to go and try to feel like I am worth something.