That's Right, It's Come To This
Sep. 3rd, 2002 10:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
venetianarchiveOr, to quote not quite out of context "This is an all too familiar scene. . ." I saw the warning signs, I suppose, but I always like to see the best in a situation, and what can I say? I'm a stoic. I endure. And I tried, I did to get as far away from the situation that led to the events of a year and a half ago as I could - I thought and I researched and I made hard decisions. I spoke up where I could and bore up where I couldn't. But this is looking all too much like something I've seen before, and I can't help but feel the rising taint of cynicism and a vague hint of resignation.
It's been a bear of a day - it started bad, and has done nothing to get much better. I'm about as fed up as I can get, but I don't express it well - I doubt that most people would think that as much is wrong as it is, and I take some pride in that. (That, and I did at least manage a halfway decent grade on my pension benefits quiz - 9 out of 10, and I dithered on that last one, I could have got it.) It's just so typical - like I've come to understand, believe in anything or anyone, even a little bit, and you'll get burned - this is no exception.
It's not me, I know - but it is, in a way, and it's them, and it's just failing to connect. I feel like hurting something or someone - in a very permanent and painful way. But I'll get through it - and I suppose that which does not kill me makes me stronger. I have survived everything else, and I will survive this as well. (Cue the music...)
It's been a bear of a day - it started bad, and has done nothing to get much better. I'm about as fed up as I can get, but I don't express it well - I doubt that most people would think that as much is wrong as it is, and I take some pride in that. (That, and I did at least manage a halfway decent grade on my pension benefits quiz - 9 out of 10, and I dithered on that last one, I could have got it.) It's just so typical - like I've come to understand, believe in anything or anyone, even a little bit, and you'll get burned - this is no exception.
It's not me, I know - but it is, in a way, and it's them, and it's just failing to connect. I feel like hurting something or someone - in a very permanent and painful way. But I'll get through it - and I suppose that which does not kill me makes me stronger. I have survived everything else, and I will survive this as well. (Cue the music...)
