Hang in there.
Three words that people say when they mean well but don't know what else to say.
I'm sick of hanging in there. Hang in there until what? Until your grip gives and you plummet to whatever's below? Until the branch breaks? Until the noose tightens?
I want to cry and scream and throw things and run away and throw more things and hide from everyone. I don't want to see anyone or talk to anyone. I don't want to sit here at work and pretend I'm doing fine and make small talk and write a bunch of meaningless drivel that people who aren't trained writers rewrite anyway.
And I certainly don't want to hang in there.
I'm not doing a very fine job of it, anyway.
Three words that people say when they mean well but don't know what else to say.
I'm sick of hanging in there. Hang in there until what? Until your grip gives and you plummet to whatever's below? Until the branch breaks? Until the noose tightens?
I want to cry and scream and throw things and run away and throw more things and hide from everyone. I don't want to see anyone or talk to anyone. I don't want to sit here at work and pretend I'm doing fine and make small talk and write a bunch of meaningless drivel that people who aren't trained writers rewrite anyway.
And I certainly don't want to hang in there.
I'm not doing a very fine job of it, anyway.
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I'll just say - hi.
see you later.