LIFE SUCKS : Mistakes

Where to turn

i dont know were to turn any more,i had a good job,made a good living for my wife and myself,no worries,a fella talked me into going to work for him,said he would give good pay all the work i wanted,a year goes by,things are going not to bad,then the work gets less and less,i am living on the edge of broke,then the work picks up and my bills are getting caught up,still behind but getting caught up,then his brother comes home,the first thing buddy does is lay me off,well my old job is gone,jobs are hard to get,i should have stayed where i was working and told buddy to pound sand,i have been job hunting, resumes going out every where,i have been out of work for about a year,i feel as though i let my wife down,i dont talk much any more ,i used to enjoy working in my veg. garden,my heart is not in it any more,i used to go to the woods for walks,my heart is not in it any more,i used to enjoy having our grand kids on the weekends,my heart is not in it any more,i used hold my wife in my arms,and tell her that i love her,i still love her very much ,but my heart is not in it any more,LIFE SUCKS,i just want to turn time back,but you and i know that cant be done,i am sick and tired of my heart not being in it any more and getting more and more depresed, LIFE SUCKS

Dreams don't come true sometimes.

27 years old and living in LA NOT living the dream. Moved here to work as an actress. Screw being a celeb, I would settle for just getting paid to act. I have invested countless dollars, hours, and brain power trying to hedge my way into the business since I was not born to Hollywood royalty nor will I sleep my way to the top. After years, always working a second job to live while I am pursuing the dream, I am tired of it. No matter how much I love the art and not matter how good I have become at it; does a person really have to suffer from rejection, depression, and doubt to live their dreams?

I wish I was one of these people that all they cared about was getting married and having babies. Jeez, I have turned down man after man because they have come between me and what I dream about at night. Call me a cold-hearted woman, call me a failure, call me weak, call me whiny, or whatever you want. I am just here to say that no matter how big or small your dreams are, you are not in control of them. You can do all that you can to make them happen but there is no guarantee that you will wake up to see that dream come true.

I know at least for me, today is the day that I have given up hope to ever see mine come to fruition.

Dumb Puerto Rican

7 years ago I moved to USA from Puerto Rico. I started in Florida, then to Georgia then back to Florida, things didnt go well so I decided to go back to PR, all in the same year(2003). Came back in 2005 to GA then moved back to PR in 2006. Found work in PA and before my year on the job I moved back GA to help my mom. In 2008 I moved to FL, again. I was really depressed because I wanted to have an American white-blonde-blue-eyes girlfriend so I decided to get really drunk. I walked into this bar and started talking to the bartender. At the end of the night she gave me her number. Month later I moved to MA just to be 3 hours away from her. She lives in NH and was in FL for the summer of 2008. So 3 months into the relationship and we decided to move in together. It lasted 7 months. One day on a very cold night under 30 inches of snow she told me she needed space. I totally freaked and moved to San Diego. I wish I would of never done that. Then she calls me while in CA, tells me shes 8 weeks pregnant but the thing is I cant have kids. So here I am in San Diego with a broken heart and single again. By the way she was perfect, cheerleader all her life, amazing green eyes, blond and white skin; also I had this notebook where I wrote something romantic almost everyday and she was just loving it. Anyways single and with the thought that my perfect girl cheated on me I took off to Tijuana, Mexico where of course I got drunk on Tequila and luckly woke up in San Diego with all of my...