WHY I WORK ALONE
I work alone because you can never trust anyone to believe in you, to have your interest in mind, to think on behalf of all, nothing. No one can be trusted. This is the challenge I face everyday and it’s why I can’t really enjoy my life completely.
Examples:
Friends: I went on a short vacation with one of my best friends and I was sure that he would ruin the trip for me. We actually had a great time but, I was actually surprised to realize that in the end.
Jobs: I think every manager is a liar. I never believe it when a manager tells you what a great job you are doing or that you are on the right track. I’ll believe it when I see it. Don’t tell me anything prematurely because I will ride you until it happens.
Relationships: I can’t believe that you would actually like me or be into me. I always think some one is trying to use me. I don’t believe anyone loves me. That is why I can feel completely alone in a room of people that say they love me.
Represented: I have never believed that anyone believed in what I wanted to do. People will tell me what a great idea the company has or how groundbreaking Rep Radio is but, I never believe them. The network is produced for me, I guess. I don’t care if anybody is listening. People get involved when it benefits them. Rep Radio gets attention when other people want attention.
I tend to be a loner. I think people in general are. We do these things to get attention so that for a brief moment in time, we don’t feel alone. Speaking of which, I may have to take back all of the recorders and be the whole network all over again. This is crazy. I know the world is pulling people many different ways but, I’ve managed to cover shows with my schedule too. I’m going to drop the names from all podcasts and start doing interviews for all of them. They just don’t get it. This is why the rich fight to get richer. They can’t trust anyone. Hmm…I have the mindset of republicans but, I claim to be a democrat.
I wish I wasn’t like this. I’m not sure where it came from. Well, I shouldn’t say that. My father wasn’t there. My mother passed away. My grandmother couldn’t support me. My family is too spread out. I have all of these answers. So, what I need to do is take back my entire life. Maybe I should move and start all over again. I liked Boston, maybe that is my next city. I should go again and find out if there is something for me out there.
I here Boston is a bit racist. I’m not sure what my next step is but, I want it to be dramatic yet, strategic. It has to include work but, it can change my landscape. I feel like I’m hitting the ceiling. Some friends talked about Chicago. I wonder what’s out there and if there’s anything there for me.
Well, I moved to Philadelphia alone. I only knew a guy named Chris Palmer I went to high school with. I didn’t hang with him too much but, he was enough to make the move. I’ve gotta do something though. I’m going crazy with the stillness.
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