main character syndrome

# Was yelling this song while I walked back home, thus the title. I've never known myself to be this angry. The number of people that have managed to piss me off today is actually incredulous. Currently screening every single text and call on my phone because I know that I don't have it in me to be mature and understanding today. I will do and say things that will not go down well if I respond now. People love acting like you're the villain when you point out their behaviours that don't sit right with you. Everyone's all about honesty, transparency, and communication, until it's their turn. Everyone is open to feedback and working on themselves for the sake of the relationship until you point something out. And then all of a sudden, they're not there anymore. Every conversation that could even potentially lead to a real conversation gets avoided. Every effort to talk gets blown off. And the number of excuses. My Lord, if I had a penny for every time I'v

I'm at the reserve right in front of my place. I was going to go to Coogee, but messed up the bus schedule and would never have made it in time for sunset, so I decided to save myself a trip and stay here to write. My brain's been a little foggy; rest days are always weird because they lack structure and I never know what to do. I have a lot of work to catch up on, as always, but I don't want to do any of it even though I know I should. There's a very nice breeze blowing right now, despite the 40º weather. A lot of people out here - with their dogs, friends, and family. I miss mine, but I'm also grateful for the moments I get to spend on my own. I'm not quite sure how I feel. Perhaps content? A little lost for sure, since I don't know what I want to be doing at the moment. Constantly thinking about how nice it would be to be able to share these moments with someone else. A little company would've been quite pleasant. So many cars on the road today. I won

It's been over a year since I moved out. I went from having my mum and dad do everything for me, to not only doing things for myself but also for other people. I used to be the type to not even pour myself a glass of water, and now I cater to others when they come over to my place. I have my own place now. It's smaller than what I am used to, but it's just the 2 of us - sometimes only 1 one of us since neither of us are ever home - that live here. It's a quiet, pleasant life. I can't complain. The amount of freedom I have in my present life is incredible. I can go anywhere, do anything, be with anyone, at any given time, and there's no one that can say a word to me about it. They don't pay my bills, and even the man who used to doesn't say anything to me anymore. I've grown up to become my own person, and I could not be happier. Or prouder. I really am living the life. This car is me. | Bonvilla Estate Hunter Valley Vineyard Being alone used to scare

## This was finally published at 22:13 on 03/01. # Started writing this at 04:21 on 31/12. Hopefully, I'll finish this in time. 2023, man. What an insane fucking ride it's been. Sleep was fucked for more than half the year. Failed my first course ever in my 21 years of existence. Experienced a lot of things for the first time ever, most of which I will not name here for reasons. One thing remained constant; I started the year very, very heartbroken, and am ending the year carrying a similar heaviness in my chest. More on that as we do a recap. Just watched the sunrise with one of my oldest friends ever after a night full of some very deep, heavy and interesting conversations. This was one of those things I had on my bucket list for a long time, and it was every bit as amazing as I imagined. 10/10 experience, would recommend. # Almost at the end of 01/01 and we're still writing this. I got carried away living my life. :) Humans are so cool. Ok, what was 2023? The entire year