I am tired. I have grown weary of the put downs, the snide remarks, the
jokes that every thinks are so funny except for me the victim, the butt. I try to ignore it when it is my coworkers making the comments, but my boss making
jokes is unacceptable. I can't think clearly; I am entirely disappointed, frustrated, and disgusted.
I miss my friend Minor, who always understood what I meant by this, and I thank my girlfriend Maryna for being so understanding. It is difficult to be sensitive. People say mean things, they don't always intend to be hurtful, but that is the way it ends up. I am tired. I want a simpler life; somewhere there has to be a place where only the enlightened are allowed.
