Had a few rants in here over my time, nothing much is changing though, and I felt like writing again to get some stuff off my chest and potentially combat how I've been feeling.
Over the past 8 months I have dis-connected with a lot of friends, naturally after finishing Uni many of us were to part different ways etc, some were bad influences or not my kind of people, whilst others I'd do anything just to hang out with again yet I'll probably never see them again.
At the time this is maybe what I wanted, essentially starting fresh albeit my closest of friends... The real problem here though is that I barely believe in myself and I'm finding it particularly difficult to meet new people, or when I do I'm finding it very hard to keep up the relationship I have with them. I also could not have messed up more relations with girls I really liked since I broke up with my ex a couple of years ago, having begun to largely feel as though I might not find what I want/ I don't deserve better anyway. There is always something I manage to do to mess it up.
Much of this is all contributing to me thinking I'm largely ungrateful for many things I have, despite doing my best efforts to show that I do appreciate it all and give something back (be it my family or friends etc..). I can go through short moments, or long days, of telling myself I'll do or say this and that, only to come to it and do something completely different.
I'm currently doing relatively well in a job I didn't actually want to take on, and it has consumed my time immeasurably. I long and long for a day off, or a day to look forward to with something planned like going to the match today, but ultimately come back feeling beat no matter the present situation. I am permanently tired, have been for as long as I can remember (way before work), and I've been feeling as though it is a vicious cycle, especially when I have no energy or enthusiasm whatsoever to do anything worthwhile in the first place, even stepping foot outside of the house feels like an enormous weight on my shoulders at the minute unless I'm escaping to Goodson. Working is essentially just giving me time to be so occupied I can't have too many bad thoughts. Despite absolutely hating being cooked up and doing nothing alone, it's almost what I'm thriving for given any other social situation as I find it all so draining...
Above all else, I can go from (briefly) feeling on top of the world and somewhat invincible/overconfident to the grim opposite within what feels like a matter of seconds, and find it particularly difficult to shake the mood. There isn't really an in-between or a 'normal' mode.
Tl,dr All in all I feel a bit crap. I hope everybody else is doing ok and sorry for the essay.