A Little Bit of Nerd

So everything I’ve put on here about my girlfriend…a lie. I’m horrible. I wrote a story and got caught up in the action.

Truth is; I’ve been with this amazing girl for a couple of years now and she’s the love of my life. I adore her and can’t wait to be with her till the day she longer wants me.

Shes beautiful and smart. Sexy in every way possible. She’s my girl. My heart. My woman and I don’t think I could do any better for a girlfriend.

So the truth is out. Don’t hate :)

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But really, you should.

I feel like I’m becoming an angry person these days.

I don’t know what it is. Maybe it’s cause I’m stressed as a mutha fucker or if I’m just becoming less patient (not that I have much patience to begin with). I feel like life is being an asshole.

I’ve come to deem myself not fit to take care of children. I have a temper and tend to say no a lot when in the back of my mind I know that it’s just a kid thing. I feel like…well maybe I shouldn’t have taken on such a big responsibility when I still feel as if I am a child myself.

I don’t feel 20. I still feel like I’m still 16 asking for my mommy’s help with the ups and downs of life. I’m not the adult that people see me as but still that smile self concious child holding her mothers hand or hiding behind her legs when something new comes around.

I want my own life. I want a car and a stable job (I kinda have that part anyway) and my own place where no one but myself is. I am a mature young adult. I do know that. I have always been mature. Always had to be more grown up than my age called for as a kid but I think…as I have gotten older. I’ve regressed into childhood.

I don’t know if this is making any sense. I just have it all jumbled up in my head but I had to write it down. I’m stressed, on the verge of being depressed (and I’ve never been a depressed type), mad all the time, and just wanting to lock my self into a room and never come out until everything is gone around me.

Do you know how that feels? I’m sure some of you do. I know I am not alone and frankly…writing this feels like I’m complaining and I guess I am but I don’t want too…cause I know there are some who have it worse and you know what?

I give you the biggest props cause it’s hard. Take care.

Thanks for reading if you did. It’d be nice to know someone is listening :)

Nerdy Me,

Devin