I'm sick of YOU! (No, not you Liz)

Well. I was going to write a big list of all the stuff I'm sick of, but I have no energy to do that and I've forgotten half of them anyway, so here's the main thing:

I'm sick of people telling me how to dress, how to speak, what to say, how to write, who to be, what to listen to... Fuck off! I'm pretty sure I can decide those things for myself. It's called being a PERSON, being a human being. You know, a thing with a body and a soul that NORMALLY thinks for themself. But no. I'm never good enough, I always have to change. I'm never right, never perfect, never even close. And I'm never going to be.

I'm also sick of never having the energy to do the things I want.