My Daddy died in January.
Everett died in June. Dave died in July. These were people I considered friends. We hadn't spoken for several years, but they helped me get sober and we were always friends after that.
My Twinkie cat got really sick and died Tuesday.
My grandmother is dying. They took her IVs out yesterday so it's only a matter of time. She's 94 and told everyone that she was ready to go home to Jesus now. Can't argue with that.
I'm really tired and angry and tired and sad and tired. I feel like I get a break for a few weeks and then it's back on the merry-go-round. I know they're tired of me taking off from work if I'm not really sick, but sometimes I'm just worn through and I really don't care. I want to do things to take care of myself, but I'm not even sure what those would be.
I know I'll feel better over time as things pass and feelings mellow. I just wish I could feel better right now.
Never mind there's Christmas and traveling to plan on. At least my shopping is done.
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They don't ever lock ya up for thinking crazy - they only get ya for actin' crazy!
And just 'cause I'm paranoid doesn't mean they aren't really out to get me...
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