I watched Superman: The Movie for the first time last night and I really enjoyed it. I think I related to Superman and his constant battle to balance who he is (Kal-El) and who he has to pretend to be (Clark Kent). Except for the opposite. I feel like I have to be Superman on the outside to hide the real me, Clark Kent. I put on this whole show of looking hard to find a job (which I really am), that the lay-off didn't affect me, and that I'm perfectly fine on my own.
The truth?
Frustration isn't even the beginning of what I feel as I'm doing this job search and hoping that something comes up, quickly. I cannot stand the fact that I am having such a hard time falling asleep at night because I'm not physically, and mentally, tired from working all day. Not to mention I'm not mentally peachy keen at the moment.
I'm lonely. Achingly lonely and becoming more and more aware of how lonely I am every day. Being holed up during the week with only a computer and my thoughts is getting really dangerous. You would imagine having so much time to think would help me sleep peacefully, but it's the fact I have time to think about my aloneness, that's making my mind run 100 mph all the time. Running, almost to the point of obsession, the reasons why I'm still alone. These thoughts are usually always in the back of my mind and I don't deal with them often.
I really dislike how I'm thinking right now because I'm not a "woe is me" kind of girl. I also feel that I don't have it nearly as bad as others that have been affected by the recession. There is no one, right now, that I feel comfortable discussing this with because I feel so selfish worrying someone with my thoughts where there's so much more going on in their lives. That no doubt trump what my overactive imagination is conjuring.
"Am I blue, yes I'm blue, how could I have been such a fool, now look at all the misery I'm going through." -Am I Blue - George Strait