My sister is sitting in the floor of her bedroom with a painters mask on mumbling to herself about all of the shit she's holding on to. There is a bag full of business cards, old report cards, and dirty pieces of paper that she is finally getting rid of. She is in the background saying "I'm happy I can be your little pitiful ass muse". That is what she is tonight.
We go through this every couple of weeks. I swear that it coincides with her Crimson Tide. She is 31 years old and feels like a complete failure at life so now I have to watch her throw away a bunch of stuff that she doesn't need but not before she looks at every single ticket stub, candy wrapper and balled up tissue. I don't know what to say. I don't understand how not being where you want to be in life ends in someone throwing away all of their things but she does this alot. I guess it's something to do to keeping yourself busy.
Some people just don't see their own worth or their own potential. Sometimes I wish that she would shut up and cut this Francis Farmer shit out. I never believed it until recently but healthy people really can drive themselves crazy and she is doing it. She isn't happily employed, even though she has a beauty license and is a very talented musician. Even though she is a kind and giving person with a sharp mind and a lot to say. She isn't married so she's a loser. She's as nutty as a squirrel turd but she will be ok. I have to go because I hear the sound of someone's mind snapping..
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