I went from being a rock, to a coatrack, to a doormat, to a pillow, and now back to being a rock again

I have a pointless existence, I only post on here to vent when I'm pissed, my title is kind of difficult to explain. basically, I went from being pointless, to being used to being treated like shit, to being someone's pillow (screams) to being pointless again. I wish people would just be honest and tell you how they feel, but that is not human nature, once you get the thing you've been trying to get, you don't want it anymore. How ironic. This blog post will make very little sense to those of you who don't know the situation, but to type the whole thing out would be to piss myself off even more and I'm all alone in my house and there is no one to scream at or hit. So I will move on from that subject for the moment. Nothing else beyond my pointlessness is really new. I thought we were moving but we arent. It doesnt really matter I suppose. I am not teathered to anything so my being here nor there it is all the same. Nothing more to say. Bye

*current song*Sevendust- broken down