Yea its a fucked up kind of day- BBW

I am just going to get right into this because I have no reason to re introduce myself. There is something weird about being an adult right now. Today, I have to make more decisions about my damn life than my parents before me. When my mother was coming up all she had to worry about was finding a husband and making him happy. Now I have to worry about finding a decent asshole, looking good, maintaining employment, being educated, and being friendly to every Tom, Dick and Sarah. I don't know why it is that I have to make three hundred decisions before 8 am each and everyday. Yes, I got kids so that means three hundred decisions for me and six hundred for them. Its like I live in this circle that never has an opening. There is no gate, and no guy to let me off this ride. I just keep going and going and occasionally I throw my ass off somehow. I don't know who made these rules nor do I care at this point but shit is so real. Everyday I pull up my damn Facebook and there is either an ass or dick staring back at me. Of course occasionally I get the crack head and suicide videos. I just don't understand people today and why we have to be so consumed and busy by work. Why do I need to work 8 hours? Will the world stop if I get paid for 8 and work four? What is our obsession with constantly being in front of somebody face? Well anyway

Hello 

my name is Lija