Crazy how when Im gone my family bitches and complains about how they miss me but when I'm here they just wanna ask me to do shit... Thats annoying as fuck and it reminds me on why I should stay gone. I need to make some plans shake so I can grow and get the fuck on. I just wanna be by myself. lol I swear I do with no issues, no worries, just chill vibes. I doubt THAT will happen unless I'm dead and gone.

Speaking of dead and gone, why is that people always treat you like shit when your on earth but the second you die everyone that knew of you cries and does the fool. You weren't doing the fool when you saw me struggling so why do it when you can't help. Its like level two of the bystander problem. For those who do not know what the bystander problem is, its a pysc term that basically shows that when one is in trouble and millions are around, they would look and witness rather than help. Its the idea that everyone thinks that some ONE is going to jump in and help but they don't because they think someone else will so they don't. Its pretty upsetting. How would you feel if someone was beating your ass in the middle of the street and everyone witnessed and didn't help. Thats a suck ass feeling.

Kinda how I feel sometimes.  Family, friends, social media followers, associates, co workers... all my Bystander problem. ALL watch me get my ass beat by life and not for one second try to take it off me. I always give give give give give help and stuff to my family which is right cause its family but can I just sit down for one day without being bothered since yall MISS me so much. Just saying.

Its very contradicting when my siblings bitch and vent about their jobs but when I wanna do it they don't want to hear it. Im just a big person on balance and not when its coo for yall. I just wanna go away on a island and build a life there. I don't wanna deal with the bullshit. I know who ever is reading this is lost on my topic. At this point I am just rambling about the bullshit that I deal with and trying to get it all out of my head.  Isn't that what blogging is for?