And, beyond deciding the method I STILL haven’t lifted a finger to make it happen. If I don’t decide things by halfway through November I’ll have no choice but to wait it out till January, pointlessly losing money and reducing my mobility, having to spend another Christmas alone even worse than last year’s. Damn brutish beastly atavistic body, witless blind hoping for a miracle that will never come. I can see very clearly how it will all play out, sometime no farther than 3 days before a theoretical departure date I’ll buy the ticket to somewhere weeping all the way through endless sleepless nights. After that I’ll be left with less than 1/3 of the time I would have actually needed to properly take care of things,manically running around on the verge of a complete breakdown. Utterly incapable to keep any shred of dignity to the very end. I’m beyond asking “Why me?” at this point (Why anybody?) but I had dared to hope I deserved a bit better, at least in this.Guess not.
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Xmas sux, don’t it. Don’t know if there are programs in your country, but sometimes homeless shelters call out for volunteers to serve xmas dinner to the homeless… it beats being alone, and you’ll meet other xmas orphans.
For what it’s worth, I’ll miss you. Apathy is a strange thing to be grateful for, but in these cases you take what you can get.
“For what it’s worth, I’ll miss you.”
Thanks.
Dont spend christmas alone O:<. Go to a soup kitchen and feed the hungry. Talk to the homeless. Be friend the homeless. If you have nothing to do then try doing that.