Friday, 15 January 2010

End of the Line.

I have tried being a good friend and relative, I've tried being sociable, I've tried to work hard enough to earn my place at this University and in people's company, but I have failed, and now have nothing else to give.

I don't want to play this game any more, or keep trying to stay afloat in the rapids of my life. The failures simply return again and again in rushing tides, causing more trouble or politely hidden exasperation like rocks to smash my head against: and I do exactly the same thing again later in the hope of rectifying earlier problems, though I know it won't. It becomes a compulsive vicious circle, a whirlpool which continues to make things progressively worse, but which I can't get out of.

There are plenty platitudes and 'reassurances': "But we love you" and "Well I'm still your friend" etc. made all the worse by the add-ons at the end where people explain that this is actually momentous because "We don't hang around with just anyone", or "I'm the sort of person that would definitely tell you to get lost if I didn't want you around". What nobody seems to realise that it is a natual human phenomenon for a naturally decent person to be charitable towards someone who wouldn't have a hope in hell of finding anyone who actually liked them. The chance to be magnanimous is something that a person's subconscious jumps at, giving them a feeling of righteousness and nobility, and let's face it, most people like to feel good about themselves don't they? I get that people don't realise that they're doing this, but if they sat down and really thought about it, it would become clear that a friendship with someone like me (whose main character traits are irresponsibility, failure and untrustworthiness), is totally inexplicable and a substantial waste of time

My least favourite platitude, however, has to be: "Just do your best". This is, in my opinion, one the most abhorrent phrases ever. Most people when it comes to exams etc. tend to try their best, but the thing is that their best at that particular time may not actually be their personal best, and may in fact be rubbish. I've spent my whole life being encouraged to do my best; not helped of course by the apparent expectation that my best will be pretty good, and have been working up to University, which now appears to have bested me.

I have been trying my best, and my best has just run out of steam, I have no more best to give, no more effort or energy to be expended on anything. As far as I can see, my life finished the day that I got my A-level results, that's what my life had been working up to, and that's where it stopped. That was hard enough towards the end, and now, I'm done, empty, finished. Other people's lives extended beyond work, and they developed other skills to help them deal with the aftermath of school, but I didn't. This leads me to conclude that I didn't need any other skills, as I wasn't designed to be going any further.

I shouldn't be here.

I will be making a decision about my future in the next couple of days, any job/CV writing ideas would be gratefully received.

Monday, 9 November 2009

From a friend

This is a poem written by my friend: when I read it I thought that it needed some tlc, but that it had some nice potential, and was a more optimistic take on things than the sort of stuff I have been writing and avoiding posting lately.


Under Construction

I’m tearing myself apart,
and pulling myself together.
But it’s harder than it looks,
and I know I could do better.

Trying to amend my faults,
and fix up all my woes.
And I know I just can’t stop,
until this feeling goes.

By M.W.D. Lewis 15/10/09

Thursday, 8 October 2009

Happy National Poetry Day

I am putting up this post, as it is National poetry day, and as I purport to be a poet of sorts (hey it rhymes!). Please note however, that this was written on the spur of the moment, and is not really indicative of the sort of quality that I normally aspire to.

Shout for all the world to hear,
Yipee, yahoo, hooray!
Shout to all the world, my Dear,
It's National Poetry Day!

Monday, 5 October 2009

Cut loose folks

To any of you who have stumbled across this site in a last ditch attempt to find something on the web to help you sleep; Apologies to you for having to put up with my banal conversation for all these years.

I understand now that the sort of stuff I talk about generally holds very little interest for anyone else, and so I probably bore you. One guy, who I've known for about 16 years, turned to me in the pub recently and said, "You know Hannah, you're more interesting than I thought (paraphrasing, but you get the idea)." So it turns out I do occasionally say something worth hearing, but if it's only once every 16 years, I'd give up on this relationship sharpish if I were you. This particularly applies to my family who may feel they have no choice; I'm telling you now, you do. Cut all ties and be done with it.

Sunday, 20 September 2009

Do I know you from somewhere?

Wow, it's been a while.

Just a quickie to thank everyone for their support with my exams, exam results and house-hunting. This time next week I will be back in Brizzle, in my band new flat (pictures and description in due course). If you are for any sad reason a regular checker of this site, here is a list of what I expect/hope to be in the blog this new academic year:

Hopes- General updates re. (hopefully better) health and state of mind;
Pictures of my new flat, and hopefully from some outings that I would like to undertake this year;
Some more poetry and prose separate from my normal chronicled stuff and exclusive to the web;
Possibly some book reviews as I aim to set aside more time for recreation which will cheifly involve reading.

Other possible inclusions-
More blogs from my darker moments (this is my place of venting to avoid panic attacks);
Updates from the doctors;
General rants re. my health and my course.

So, some I hope some good will come of this blog as well as all the bad, but if you are reading this in a few months time and haven't seen any of the good stuff, I apologise, but you all know by now what I'm like, and as much as I would like something to happen, it's by no means guaranteed.

Anyhow, take care for now folks, tchuss