My life is so boring.
There was a time when that's all I wanted- a mundane, predictable, stable life. I grew up with zero stability, 100% chaos. Parties my mother would throw that lasted til dawn the next day (even though I had to try to sleep through it because of school the next day), domestic violence (seeing step-dad choke mom, mom throws the phone to me, I start to call cops, then step-dad comes after me), mom's bipolar bad moods, etc. I dreamed of growing up and living a life more ordinary.
Now I have it. I got what I wanted, albeit through a cruel twist. My health sucks. Because of that, I am stuck here, day in and day out, doing the same thing. Get up, do what chores my body will allow, spend some time online, walk if I am able and the weather is nice, shower, eat, maybe watch some tv, maybe talk to the bf online, then go to bed.
I'm so sick of this.
