I’m Not a Fucking Robot

“I’m Not a Fucking Robot” was a line I used in an email tonight.

I’m feeling stuck in my life right now. I’ve been feeling stuck for awhile..

SO, of course when a certain someone points out the obvious, I don’t mention the “UNSTUCK” app on my IPad.

Seriously, there is an UNSTUCK app guaranteed to help you out of your stuck situation by asking how your feeling in the moments your feeling stuck.

I give it a shitty one star. Actually, I should get the one star for using it a whole two times.

No, I don’t agree, at least not away. I argue. I argue with the certain person, you know the one you always want to see you in the good light you are but never does, cause maybe you aren’t.

I mentioned to this person that they were like a well to me, one I stupidly bring my good intentions to in hopes for validation. Then each time I stupidly walk back empty handed.

“I’m NOT YOUR WELL!” The person said.

It’s true. I shouldn’t need a person outside myself to validate shit. I’m reading ALL ABOUT it in my Codependency books. Here is my question to the Universe. I don’t want any person to be my well nor do they want to be that. I know by my reading what the name is. I know I have it, am it, bring myself to live it, over and over. How do I make it stop? And quickly because for one…I hate it.

For two, it’s making me stuck.

What kind of conundrum is that? And it makes me laugh at myself this “I’m NOT a fucking Robot” statement.

No shit, Miss Obvious. You have clearly never been one of those.