I hate how gloomy it is today. It’s December. I want snow.
I hate how terribly the Steelers played yesterday.
I hate that the NHL continues to run itself into the ground and canceled two more weeks of games.
I hate that they continue to toy with my emotions. Just have a season or don’t have a season already.
I hate that Facebook just suggested I friend my ex’s current girlfriend.
I hate that I have 11 Facebook friends who are already friends with her.
I hate that Homeland went from the best show on TV to infuriatingly absurd in two weeks.
I hate that I am still unemployed.
I hate being stuck in my house all day and not feeling like I’m accomplishing anything.
I hate when other people get new jobs.
I hate not knowing where I’m going to be in a few months.
I hate everything about Christmas this year. I hate the songs and the decorations and the pictures of your tree.
I hate that the holidays are magnifying everything else I don’t like about my life right now.
I hate that I feel like I’m crazy when I try to tell my friends how I feel.
I hate that I can’t find a single person who understands how I’m feeling.