Gilvan Blight
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Alight just finished another 70+ hour work week and went out with the lads for a few pints, so in less then salient state.
Recenly I have seen a lot of posts looking for help from a comunity I wouldn\'t expect to provide it (The Jose and depression threads come to mind), but all of those have garnered an impressive amount of interest, support and care.
Okay well, wtf.
Okay this I am sure will be deleted when I wake up and I am sober. It\'s so sad that I sit here drunk and even consider event posting this to a buch of strangers... wow...
Anyroad, back on track, if there ever was one.
Have you ever felt lost, overwhealmed and under experienced?
This isn\'t a highschool call for help. A, I lost the girl of my dream, but man look at her. Or a, \"I suck, I want to kill myself\", type of bullshit.
All my life I have been the strongest person I know. I have been the most convicted and the one who sticks to those convictions. The one who didn\'t take shit. I could honestly say for 99.9% of my life I regret nothing. I have been and always hoped to be the one in control at all times.
Suddenly I feel lost.
I don\'t understand.
I am a sucessful professional. I\'m in my early 30\'s, I have a mid level management job, that of course dives me nuts, but it pays the bills. I can\'t think of anywhere better professionally to be.
I own a house, a 4 bedroom house, with a pool, in a nice neighbourhood.
I have more hobbies then vices... which is saying someting
I have a DEVOTED, LOVING wife, that adores me. Who I have been the best friend of for 11 years and married to for 13 (next Tuesday).
I generally want for nothing.
But things are a changing. My wife is due with our child in about 2 months, july 4th (damn you americans
).
Suddenly eveything is fucked up.
Nothign feels stable. It\'s like everything I have worked for. Better put, my independance is lost.
Is this fucking normal?
It\'s supposed to be the most joyful thing that ever happens... all I can think abou tis the fact I won\'t be able to have friends over to game, and how nasty diper changing will be.
How I won\'t have my own life anymore. I have went from \"rather fucked up but cool dude into cool shite\" to my co-workers to \"just another father\".
Is it wrong I feel I am loosing myself?
Is it wrong that I wish this hadn\'t happened?
Is it wrong that I don\'t feel ready, not because I don\'t think I would be a bad father but because I will have to change myself, in ways I\'m not ready for?
Edit: hit send too early.
Mods: feel free to delete, just drunkin ramblings to see here.
It it wrong of me to hate the fact I have daugter on the way.
AS mentioned earlier this night started with a night out with the lads from work.
While there there was this girl, rather hot in this thong with pants way to short.
She was so hammered to be oblivios. When she sat down once I swear the entire bar noticed.
One guy started taking bets, on wheter or not he could throw a nikle down her ass crack...
anyroad distracted, it was funny... somehwhat
Problem was I kept thinking I\'m having a gril, WTF would I do if she acted like the drunk ass whore who had already made out with 5 guys at the bar since I had been there and is now getting change tossed down her drawers since she doesn\'t know how to wear them.
I think of that song, the Hey Mister... one... No clue what it\'s called and it now makes me shiver.
I feel evil, wrong and dirty. It sucks \'the proverbial ass\'
Recenly I have seen a lot of posts looking for help from a comunity I wouldn\'t expect to provide it (The Jose and depression threads come to mind), but all of those have garnered an impressive amount of interest, support and care.
Okay well, wtf.
Okay this I am sure will be deleted when I wake up and I am sober. It\'s so sad that I sit here drunk and even consider event posting this to a buch of strangers... wow...
Anyroad, back on track, if there ever was one.
Have you ever felt lost, overwhealmed and under experienced?
This isn\'t a highschool call for help. A, I lost the girl of my dream, but man look at her. Or a, \"I suck, I want to kill myself\", type of bullshit.
All my life I have been the strongest person I know. I have been the most convicted and the one who sticks to those convictions. The one who didn\'t take shit. I could honestly say for 99.9% of my life I regret nothing. I have been and always hoped to be the one in control at all times.
Suddenly I feel lost.
I don\'t understand.
I am a sucessful professional. I\'m in my early 30\'s, I have a mid level management job, that of course dives me nuts, but it pays the bills. I can\'t think of anywhere better professionally to be.
I own a house, a 4 bedroom house, with a pool, in a nice neighbourhood.
I have more hobbies then vices... which is saying someting
I have a DEVOTED, LOVING wife, that adores me. Who I have been the best friend of for 11 years and married to for 13 (next Tuesday).
I generally want for nothing.
But things are a changing. My wife is due with our child in about 2 months, july 4th (damn you americans
Suddenly eveything is fucked up.
Nothign feels stable. It\'s like everything I have worked for. Better put, my independance is lost.
Is this fucking normal?
It\'s supposed to be the most joyful thing that ever happens... all I can think abou tis the fact I won\'t be able to have friends over to game, and how nasty diper changing will be.
How I won\'t have my own life anymore. I have went from \"rather fucked up but cool dude into cool shite\" to my co-workers to \"just another father\".
Is it wrong I feel I am loosing myself?
Is it wrong that I wish this hadn\'t happened?
Is it wrong that I don\'t feel ready, not because I don\'t think I would be a bad father but because I will have to change myself, in ways I\'m not ready for?
Edit: hit send too early.
Mods: feel free to delete, just drunkin ramblings to see here.
It it wrong of me to hate the fact I have daugter on the way.
AS mentioned earlier this night started with a night out with the lads from work.
While there there was this girl, rather hot in this thong with pants way to short.
She was so hammered to be oblivios. When she sat down once I swear the entire bar noticed.
One guy started taking bets, on wheter or not he could throw a nikle down her ass crack...
anyroad distracted, it was funny... somehwhat
Problem was I kept thinking I\'m having a gril, WTF would I do if she acted like the drunk ass whore who had already made out with 5 guys at the bar since I had been there and is now getting change tossed down her drawers since she doesn\'t know how to wear them.
I think of that song, the Hey Mister... one... No clue what it\'s called and it now makes me shiver.
I feel evil, wrong and dirty. It sucks \'the proverbial ass\'