I have said it before and I will say it again, there is nothing about Sunday that is a friend of mine. I don't know what it is, but from the moment I can remember, I have always hated Sundays. It has a sense of impending anxiety attached to it, and it is the day in which all of my self-loathing, insecurities and doubts get together to throw the biggest bash of the week. Combine that with rainy weather and the wheeze that can only come from underdeveloped, asthmatic lungs and you are set straight for catastrophe.
(Just fast-forward through this day already, will you?!)
On paper, it sounds like a perfectly good day. Most people don't have to work, go to school or check in with their parole officer - so, it's a day to just chill but, not me. I, literally, wake up every Sunday with a sense of angst or frustration because the fleeting weekend has left me behind. I am not particularly worried or stressed about the coming week but I just think of how quickly the excitement of a Friday has faded.
Adding to my ever-present Sad Sunday is the fact that people now, more than ever, seem to be expressing their Sunday joy by posting things online about "Sunday Funday" and "OMG - it's Sunday Funday, everyone!" Every time I see one of those posts, something creeps up inside my inner-being and I want to beat through my computer screen and karate chop those people in their clavicles. I don't want to harm them permanently but just enough so that they attach a negative memory to Sundays and get over themselves.
I know that it sounds mean and some of you reading this are going to be angry with me and think, "Wow - he's being really insensitive to people's good time and perhaps he should look into his own issues first!" Well, I have - that's what I use each Sunday to do...wallow in utter misery as I aim to make it through the weekend and onward to another week.
So, while you're out there having a blast on the one day of the week that truly steals my soul and the ounce of joy left within it, I'm just gonna be over here eating the remnants of a 2-day-old cheesecake and catching up on episodes of "Hoarders."
Why not spend your Sunday doing something really fun - like reading my first ever book?! Check it out here!