I sit around the house, mostly trying to write, having the odd run here and there.

I feel uncontent and I can barly summon the desire to change my situation.

I need people around me and I'm almost to afraid to find them and try to make contact with them.

My new housemates have all dissapeared off somewhere and I realised how unfulfilled my life is.

I'm doing nothing, going nowhere and my family have all moved north so my support structure is gone.

Why did I stay in the south - my girlfriend.

That sounds more accusatory that It should. I love her and she is why I stayed, but I cant help thinking; was that the right choice?

I have no plans, no purpose and no justification for anything I am doing.

Moribund plurk is over - hopefully.

If you need something to do, go out and find volunteer work. That is how I got through 7 months of being unemployed...

AND I enjoyed some of the work I did so much, I still do it now. Because it is voluntary you can fit it around your work hours.

I stayed in Hull for my boyfriend. He left me not long ago... But it is ok because he was never the only thing in my life.

I moved from cambridge where I lived

I mean, really lived. I had all my friends there and my life was filled with stuff.

But now, all I have is a roof over my head and a job I cant stand.

Yes, its better than nothing, but no, its not what I want out of life.

I feel, god, if only i could feel angry.

I used to feel angry all the time and now Its wonderful balm has disapeared from my life and I feel naked and alone without it.

Hhhmmm

Not sure what to suggest chicken *cuddle*