What in your life are you unhappiest about right now, at the beginning of 2009?

Obviously this is inspired by the other thread floating about these parts. I thought there should be some counterbalance to the all the rays of sunshine, rivers of chocolate and gumdrop smiles. You know, in the spirit of fairness.

I’ll get things going:

  • Still no intimacy with the opposite sex. 2008 was pathetic, I won’t be holding my breath for this year, either.

  • Work is doing my head in, and I am losing serious patience with some of the people I have to deal with. It’s got to the point where, these many months in, the novelty has really worn off and I am starting to grasp the common concept of office drudgery.

  • My mood is all over the place. Up and down, but mostly down. For a moment I might feel like I am invincible, like there is light at the end of the tunnel, that I can do anything if I put my mind to it, but five seconds later there is no light, there is no hope, and I’m entertaining thoughts of drastic measures like dropping everything and running away to Canada.

  • The weather is bitingly cold.

  • The Xmas present I ordered for my sister still hasn’t arrived.

Your turn. Come on, we can all help eachother feel better!

Now this is a thread I can get behind.

First off, I have no life. I go to work and sit there and I go home and sit there. All my best and oldest friends are now spread out all over the country - one in Colorado, one in California, one in Arizona, one in Texas, and one in Kentucky. I still have a few friends in the area, but it’s so hard to get everyone together. I really miss the good old days when everyone would get together every weekend and hang out. I’d like to make some new friends, but I have no idea how to. So, I’m usually either alone or with my wife - which brings me to my next point.

My marriage sucks. It’s gotten to where we’re basically glorified roommates. I could elaborate, but this isn’t the thread for it. I need to figure out if things can be fixed or not, and fix them if so or move on if not.

But other than those two things, I’m doing pretty well. :slight_smile:

I’ve come to the awful realization that I’m addicted to vicodin. I’m trying to quit cold turkey, but it’s always in the back of my mind. Damned Pleurisy. They hand it out to me like candy. (I’m currently refusing to go to the doctor for anything!) Currently only day 2 with no pills.

After I conquer this battle I will quit smoking (unhappiest thing number 2)

A week before Christmas, my partner’s employer sent him overseas until March. We’ve never been apart this long in the ten+ years we’ve been together. We get to talk every day, and I’m doing a pretty good job of keeping myself busy, but it gets me down sometimes.

I don’t particularly like my job (RN on a med/surg unit). The work itself is okay and I like my co-workers, but the tone that the boss sets is lousy for morale. I’m not unhappy enough to look for something else yet, but I feel like I should be enjoying what I’m doing a lot more.

This. Or, not exactly Vicodin, but I do have an opiate addiction. And in case anyone saw my OP from the happy thread and was wondering, yes, she does know about it. It costs me the same amount of money as a two pack a day cigarette habit so it doesn’t destroy me financially, but still, it’s not a good thing to have to do every day when I wake up.

My health is not what it should be. I’ve put on some weight, haven’t been able to work out consistantly…and a few other health issues.

Plus, I may have to end a short term relationship.

Aside from that, everything is cool.

Let’s see:
Didn’t get any of the jobs I was hopeful about.
Nothing close to romance/a love life in over a year.
My car keeps getting worse and worse, costing me more and more money.
I have to live with my parents to save money because of aforementioned car, and the (now seemingly fruitless) anticipation I might have to move if I ever do get a real job.

Got laid off yesterday. I hate looking for a new job. Fuck.

I’ve just noticed how contrary I am. When I went into the opposite thread, I thought I was happy until I saw everyone else’s posts, then got so depressed that I decided not to post there.
But now that I’m here and see other people’s posts, I’m feeling pretty happy so have no reason to post here either. Huh. Maybe I’ll make this same post in that other thread but backwards. :stuck_out_tongue:

ETA: But I do have something. I hate winter. And it’s winter.

Being diagnosed with diabetes in November was, and continues to be, a bummer. My personal phobia is needles. Those shots every night haven’t been fun.

Jeez, you guys, some of this stuff is the shits, and I’m genuinely sorry to hear it.

For me (and this is nothing compared to some of this stuff): I’m realizing how lonely I am. It’s an unintended side-effect of things going fairly awesomely, actually: I realize I don’t really have anyone to share that with. I have friends and activities but . . . I want to be first with someone. I want someone to be first with me. I’m going to venture out and try again, even though dating is a contact sport and some of those wounds can take a long time to heal. Banzai!

Hogwash, I could copy and paste your entire post…except I think my lows go a bit lower. Drastic measures? Yeah.

I even had a great Christmas present idea for my mother+grandmother that didn’t work out. I thought a friend of mine would do it for me (she said she would)…and it never happened.

Money. I’m working my arse off full-time and studying my arse off part-time, and paying out all the money from work to pay for study. It’s getting right up my nose and will continue to do so until July 2010 when I finish studying. Yes I am aware it is my choice. :slight_smile:
(Today my card got cloned and used in Thailand, so even if I had any money my card’s been blocked and I have to wait for the new one. Good on the bank for detecting it straight away, but means I have to borrow cash off my friend to pay the dentist, and I hate to borrow from friends.)

Hope 2009 leads to some success stories to all the posters here, it’s early days and could still all work out!

I am in very poor physical condition. Today is the first day in the last two weeks I have been well enough to leave the house. Today is the first day in one month that I have successfully held down solid food. I’m actually rather happy because I am starting to feel better… but it’s not been a good time, and unless I find the root cause I will likely relapse.

I also have an incredibly painful sore in my mouth that made it impossible for me to open my mouth yesterday… it still hurts, but at least I can talk now. It hurts to smile. And when I went out in public today it bothered me that I couldn’t smile at people. I didn’t realize how much I valued the ability to show warmth to complete strangers.

Something about being so ill certainly makes me appreciate my health.

I’m not unhappy, per se… I’m on the verge of finding new meaning. I have an extraordinary love and I didn’t realize until today how much I still hold back due to the fear of loss. Love is this once-in-a-lifetime gift, if you’re lucky, and I’ve been living these last several months with a heart closed out of fear. Now I’ve always known I do this with other people, but I didn’t think it would ever apply to him.

I didn’t realize it until today, when I saw a movie about a man who loved without reservation, and I remembered the love I have in front of me. I’ve been his love for almost seven years. We have a great relationship, it’s not even fair to say I took him for granted. It’s just that I’ve been through many difficult things and for some reason it’s easier for me to post about them on the Dope than sit down next to him and tell him how scared I am, and cry. I hide myself from him so much… if I’m feeling ugly I leave the room so he doesn’t have to look at me. If I’m feeling sad I write it down on the internet so he doesn’t have to see it. Even after all these years there is still a part of me that has held back out of fear. And I have a very difficult relationship to emotions. Very hard for me to accept them, particularly the negative ones. Loss of your feelings is a loss of control.

To go even deeper, I hide myself from myself. I think about stuff all the time but I don’t let myself feel it. And lately I just feel and feel and feel. I want to stop feeling but I can’t. It’s like the Universe is sending me some kind of signal. I can’t hold back the flood.

And why should I? I keep telling myself emotions and by extension emotional people are undesirable. But this is who I am. I am a person who feels both great sadness and great love. The line between myself and others has always felt very thin. I have always been this person. Deep in my heart I am an open book, but I stuff everything down because I tell myself nobody loves an open book. I am a person who will take on others’ pain and share mine, that’s what real in life to me–I fucking hate bullshitting. But I’ve become just another bullshit artist, chatting idly about the weather and denying my true nature in hopes that people will love me. If I could just be positive and cheerful and wise and intelligent and competent and responsible enough, people will love me.

But something just broke today. I can’t be happy with my heart closed, holding back. I’m not me that way. I have an incredible relationship, the sort little kids lie awake in bed dreaming about. I have this relationship and it’s real and I was stupid enough to try to hide myself in the midst of it.

That a movie would teach me this about myself is amazing to me.

Well I’m nearly 31 years old, living with my parents who are completely supporting me and my daughter. No job, everything I own packed away for over a year. No social life. I should be happy about how I’m not out on the streets but I really am unhappy about being unable to support my own child.

I still haven’t been able to find a tenant for my condo in Maryland, which leaves me paying rent in Atlanta on top of my monthly mortage bill. The frugalist in me is freaking out about this, even though my finances are in okay shape.

I’m tired of being single and am trying my best to date, but I keep running into guys that are lame and clueless.

Not much, compared to some of you guys. But I still want to be bitter:

  • Will be unemployed come February 1. - and no luck so far with the jobs I have applied for
  • No decent romance in sight. I’m tired of goofing around, I friggin need something serious
  • Still haven’t started working out. And come February, it won’t fit in the budget
  • And the weather sucks. No sunlight and constant sleigh… yay :frowning:

Two weeks ago, I was laid off and I have zero motivation to look for a new job. I live in an area that is saturated with candidates in my field, and on top of that, many institutions have a hiring freeze thanks to the economy. I’ll probably have to move to get a new job, and I want to do that even less than I want to go job-hunting. But I have student loans to pay, and I’m 30 years old with no career, and all of my friends now live too far to see them without going by air, and UGH. Where is the life that late I led?

Exactly. I don’t know what’s the matter with me, but I haven’t been this moody since I was 14 !

Nothing’s really going so wrong, but nothing’s really going so right either. My hubby is not taking good care of himself (smokes & drinks too much). My older daughter graduated college in December but still doesn’t know which direction to head careerwise. My younger son is not in college and working piddly jobs and going nowhere. My older son has been trying to get divorced for a year now and it has dragged ON AND ON (his wife got pregnant with another man’s child while my son was overseas). My younger daughter has moved back home so I now have three young adults living at home.

Business is very sluggish and uncertain. I’ve been working with two older gentlemen for about 5 years and planning to kind of slide in and take over when they retire - with things slowing down, I wish they were ready but I can’t push them out of course!

I spent a couple of thousand dollars at Christmas on airplane fare for my family to go to NYC. It was one of those things where the entire extended family was going to be there. My older sister even bought the tickets for my younger sister, husband, and child - I couldn’t very well refuse to go! But I hated spending the money, given the current financial climate, especially since I’m scraping up every dime to pay quarterly taxes.

I wish I could crawl in a hole and pull it in behind me. :frowning:

I’m still unable to work even if a job jumped up at me. Most of my savings are gone and my income isn’t what it ought to be.
One bright thing (I hope) is that my attorney told me today he has issued a set of demands to the insurance company of the guy who rear ended me in July of 2007. His insurance company will have 30 days to look things over; then they will undoubtedly make a counter offer and so on.
I still have another six months of “recovery” from my spinal surgery and though I feel good and am practically pain free, it doesn’t take much to bring the pain back again. I can’t lift much of anything and bending over is problematic.
I guess I just have to accept that I will soon be 69 years old and I ain’t gonna work again.
Damn I hate being old and useless.