I feel sad or scared maybe. Because of how I want to intoxicate or numb and what comes out when I do so.
Coworkers hate me. I shouldn’t give a fuck really. Silent conversations happening all along.
I’m sick of feeling guilt for being bitchy, stern or honest. Nobody else does.
I am allowed to express myself.
I am allowed to speak my mind.
I am allowed to stand up for myself.
I am allowed to state when things are wrong.
Most of all, I don’t have to fucking apologize. You don’t have to like me.