My God I why hast thou foresaken me......
Saturday morning, spent the last hour trying to do the calculations I used to be able to do, the only sums I came up with were frustration. I cant even put together a solataire game on the computer. How on earth does this happen. No answers yet, people still trying to come up with the proper therapy but of course appointments are few and far between. Sometimes I wonder if they focus more on folks, survivors who have a better chance of "healing". What do I have to do, go back to grade school and learn math and numbers all over again? Am I finally grieving, why do I feel so low, so worthless. This seems to become a regular thing now. I just want to go out into the woods and scream. Somethimes I just want to get on a greayhound bus and go to whereever the money I have in my pocket will take me. There I will find a cafe to wash dishes and live in the back room. Just being the guy who wandered into town one day. No one knowing who I was or what I used to be to look at me with pity. Friends have gone away, I think they feel somewhat stuck on how they are supposed to treat me now. My regular poker game has left me behind because they are afraid I would screw up so bad that I would be out in the first few hands. Shoot, the dang games are only 10 bucks a buy in, what would be the harm.
My dad, uber catholic that he is always tells me to keep the faith, if I didnt, I would hate to think what would have happened by now. Did I do something in my past that put me in a place to deserve this? Should I have jogged, stopped smoking sooner, gone to church more? What happens now, when the rent comes due again, or the car payment or my wife gets tired of dealing with me. Where do I go, what do I do. I have amde appaointments with counselors but of course their earliest appointments are in three weeks. I finally got an appointment with SSDI but the dang thing is one week before the appointments with the doctors and counselors and psychiatrists, great, she is just going to tell me to talk to them and get more paperwork and come back.
gotta stop now, just sending myself deeper.
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