Piece 1: Whining

Whining- 1. To utter a plaintive, high-pitched, protracted sound, as in pain, fear, supplication, or complaint. 2. To complain or protest in a childish fashion.

I'll be honest, I'm not sure what I want to write about. Everything that comes to me just makes me sound like I'm whining and complaining about my life, which I am, and that is just no fun. Yet, I still want to write something.

I want to write about how I am tired. About how I don't want to listen to my mother complain about money for one more second. About how I'm tired of subbing and going to another interview and not getting another job. About how I'm tired of working out constantly and watching what I eat constantly and still having to see my naturally thin siblings do nothing and be perfect. About how I don't want to deal with my father and all the negativity that he brings. About how I feel like I work and work and work and I never seem to gain anything.

Like, I said it's all complaints and all pretty ridiculous. I should be thankful that I have a mother who lets me live with her and I should understand how hard getting by is for her. I should be thankful that I have a job and even get called for an interview when lots of others don't. I should be happy that I can afford a gym membership, that I am healthy, and that I am losing weight the right way. I should be thankful that my father is alive, even if our relationship is difficult to say the least. And I should be thankful to have what I need and not want more, because I don't necessarily need it.

I should be thankful and realize all of this, but really sometimes you just want to whine and complain and just be terrible person to be around. I guess that today is one of those days for me, and sadly I took it out on here. Hopefully, the next post to come will be a little more upbeat and interesting.