Durp
Well-known member
Hey Y'all. Hate to bitch and whine but I got no where else to vent. I am always trying my best to be an upbeat and jolly dude while wearing the jester's hat. I try and portray an image of happiness anytime in the company of others. Lately I have been dealing with some pretty heavy life shit, and just feel fucking crushed inside. Normally I would just pack up and move on if threatened with an uncomfortable prolonged emotional state. Unfortunately this time around, uprooting is just not a possible option, for the time being, lets just say dimensionally impossible. I am used to loneliness being on the road a lot, but this hand has really been hitting me harder then I really know how to deal with. Not on drugs, so that is not the issue. I just don't even fucking know any more. What do you folks do when cornered by a funk?