If there are any depressed people reading this right now, they will know what it's like to walk in my moccasins
I need to get a shower. It is expected of me to keep up my personal hygiene. I don't give a good shit but I will have to find the strength to get one
I need to wash all these dishes. It is expected of me to wash them. I don't give a good shit but I will have to find the strength to do them
My mind is all confused and I can't concentrate and I am very sad. I don't give a good shit but I am expected to keep on top of things so I will have to get the wherewithal to do so
There are ants crawling around on the floor next to me. They will go away when they find no food. fuck'um
I am watching my grandson. I know there is a God because there is a TV here with kid's programmes available, and milk and food around. If he wants some he will ask. If I ask him if he wants anything to eat I will set him off. I don't want to set him off so I will leave him alone
I don't want to go outside, I don't want to go anywhere, I don't want to do anything and I don't want to see anybody or talk to anybody on the phone. I don't want to call up Patti's office for help because they will make me come in and I don't want to go
Myb daughter orders me around like I am 2 years old. Maybe I deserve it because that's how old I feel. But then again 2 year olds are doing better than me at present. So how can I fight back because she is right
My husband orders me around too. Maybe because of the same reasons my daughter does. My grandson who is 6 orders me around as well. Well that's all everybody does to me so why shouldn't he
I know I sound pathetic but I don't give a good shit because this is my blog abnd I can say what I want to here. It maybe the only place I can ever have an opinion that nobody has the right to shut me down, hit me, yell at me, belittle me and make me feel less than human. I guess I don't give a good shit about that either
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