Here I am, painting for the first time in quite a while. I'm realizing how happy I am to be painting while in a good mood. I'm not irritated, not frustrated, not angry, not furious, not repeating a negative incident over and over in my head. But after some time, my brother comes home and announces that his girlfriend has broken up with him over the weekend.
Not only did she break up with him, she did it over text.
Not only did she break up with him over text, she did it without explaining a single reason as to why.
Not only did she break up with him over text, not telling him why, she has ignored him in every possible way.
And now I'm very frustrated.
Even more so because she's supposed to be an adult, 29 fucking years old. I wish these things actually meant something. But over and over they don't mean a damn thing.
This also seems to be the second time this has happened to my brother, in the last few months...
And here I am, painting and irritated.
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It's frightening the lack of courage and general respect some people have. >:(
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