This past month has been rough for me. My spirits have been diminished and I’ve had days where I’d stew in negativity, serving little purpose. Posting about it here won’t fix the problems, but getting it off my chest may help.

As of last month, Michele & Bethany have been gone a year. Dating aside, Michele and I have been together since we were 15. If this wasn’t bad enough, I’ve spent this past month cleaning out our old apartment.

Zero, literally zero of my local guy friends were willing to help me move. Even the guys I’ve helped move, or offered similar help to. It’s so cheap that they’d quickly dismiss a friend in need. Hired movers, screw ‘em.

My birthday came and went, same group of friends didn’t care. Two years ago, friends threw me a friggen awesome party. This year I didn’t even get an acknowledgment from most.

A sweet job opportunity came and went. It’s been in a ‘any day now its gonna happen’ status for months, then reverted to a perma-backburner status.

Unrelated to the aforementioned fail, many friendships have dissolved around me. For the most part, they seem uninterested/preoccupied. One of the more-important ones involve unexplained strife and denial. However, I acknowledge that until recently I’ve been unavailable for spur-the-moment invitations.

So my shipment of fail has been docked in the harbor. But you know what? All this is a series of hurdles. Nothing I won’t survive. New apartment, new opportunities for income, new relationships, I can send my shipment of fail onward.

My QQ post is up. Lets move on.