I'm Not Sick, It's Just My Face.

- A novel by Peyton Callahan

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I'm not sick, it's just my face. -Peyton ✨

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Artist unknown. Please let me know who I should credit. Peyton ✨

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-Peyton✨

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Chivalry is dead.

Why don't people say excuse me anymore? I don't know about you guys, but when I was in primary school manners were drilled into my head and saying excuse me was just as important as saying please and thank you. We live in a society where even the most basic human interactions are becoming a thing of the past and it's really quite appalling. Today I went into town for several hours decided to conduct a small social experiment. I counted the amount of times I said excuse me (as I was raised to do) and I had to say it 24 times. Not a problem. But can you guess how many times I was politely asked to move out of the way? Correct none. I've had a near miss with a trolley, I've had move well out of my way on several occasions just to let another people through and finally I got crushed between a wall and a door as I had to scoot out of the way of three people and someone happened to bust out of that door way without looking. Out of all those incidences the best I got was maybe an awkward smile from a few people who didn't have the guts to tell me to move. So often I see us (you) millenials complain that we are the "hook up" generation. Incapable of ever being in legitimate relationships that establish communication and honestly and well, for the first time I have to say I believe it. If you honestly think that you can skate through life and not use basic manners then how will you be accountable for maintaining truthful relationships with anyone? It might seem like I'm just going off on a rant and actually I am but I am seeing people post how lonely they are more than ever, myself included and it's this basic lack of communication that holds us responsible for that. Not just manners, all of it. No ones honest anymore, no ones willing to be open, no one will communicate. So I'm asking you all to be bold. Be that guy that makes a difference. Use your fucking manners. Please. -Peyton✨

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Alone in a room with 7 billion people.

Do you ever feel like you're that friend that nobody actually likes but people just have you around for when they need something? Like you could disappear and your friends would be sad but they wouldn't be totally distressed if you were gone? Are you that friend that is forever going out of your way to go to friends houses, and stick to their plans but as soon as you want to organise something they'll respond with "I'll see how I go"? Are you afraid that if you confront your friends about how you're feeling, they won't take it on board they'll just leave you behind and then you'll have no one? If anyone has ever wrote a manual on how to overcome this please hit me up because I'm tired of being twenty-something and feeling like the loneliest person in the world. -Peyton ✨

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Robbery.

Less than 24 hours after opening my new blog and I have my first official rant to make. In Australia, owning even the most basic car is a damn luxury. In the past moth I've had to pay my rego, insurance and loan fee. Just shy of $2,000 for the luxury of being able to drive eighty kilometres a day. For work. In addition to this I've been turning a blind eye to the fact that my car is several thousand kilometres over due for a major service that will easily set me back another $1,000 due to the fact that I simply cannot afford it :( So after this last month of being assaulted of my finances in the name of convenient transport, I receive yet another letter in the mail this morning. My license renewal. It may be the straw that broke the camels back but I am motherfucking PISSED! Not only do I have to waste yet another hunji so that I can be on the roads, I also have to go out of my way to make a trip down to VicRoads to restore my license as it happens to coincide with my work hours. WHY IS THERE SO MUCH INVOLVED IN OWNING A CAR? This is also another reason I refuse to have children. I technically have three already. Two ferrets and a finance sapPING CAR! Just to keep this story rolling on a little bit longer I was also involved in a car crash last week which makes this whole thing so much more frustrating. I was not at fault for this situation and thank goodness we were covered with insurance but I feel mildly cheated as I have just spent $2,100 dollars to have my prize possession sit in car hospital for 3 weeks. I'm not sure why it's so damn expensive to have a car on the road but all I can say is that I'm glad I'm somewhat financially "stable" otherwise this rant would be a lot more full on. So on that fine note I will be off now as I have a license renewal to pay. 😡 - Peyton ✨

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I feel this picture on a deep emotional level. Unsure of whom the artist is tho.

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This song has been my whole life for the last month. I like angry music 🐝☕️dubs. -Peyton ✨

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Who is Peyton?

Peyton is a beautiful wonder you will never know, for obvious reasons she is merely and alias I go by. So I’ll describe myself and whoever can actually guess my true identity will not only erupt mass controversy in my life, but I also feel I will also have to bake you a tray of bitch ass cookies as a prize.

So here goes. Peyton is in her mid Twenties, lives alone with her business of ferrets and her crippling anxiety.

She works a low income job that pays the bills and funds her hobbies which by the way involve hiking, photography and craft.

Peyton keeps a small circle of friends of which she believes she only exists to them out of convenience and that she actually holds no true companionship with anyone.

There are many quirks to Peyton. She pulls her eyebrow hairs out when she’s stressed, she has a perpetual fear of being stared at and she has a nightly routine where she wears her socks to bed only to remove them a short time later and stash them under her pillow.

Peyton has had a less than desirable childhood and several failed relationships so it’s for that reason (as well as the impending doom of society and the environment) that she will never have children.

Peyton has a very vague political opinion as she finds it all too confusing, however she has a very high regard for her spiritual beliefs which she will explain in depth later on.

So in a very compressed summary this is who Peyton is. Over time more will be revealed about her. In the mean time I hope you enjoy reading about her and her daily frustrations. Truth be told I doubt anyone will ever read this, but if they do I hope they find it relatable or at the very least I hope they find it entertaining.

So that’s it! That’s me! I am Peyton and I am one grumpy person. Nice to meet you! ❤✨

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And so it begins.

The endless whining, wallowing and wailing The incessant complaining and bitching that is my new blog, a digital record of the daily trials that is my life. This is not necessarily a place of positivity but it is a place of truth. From my great depression of 2015, to the reason I'm frustrated with hay fever medication, this is my place to vent my opinion freely, unfiltered, and uncut for the whole world to see. Whether you asked for it or not. Yours Truely, Peyton ✨