Was in a lot of pain, anguish today. Â I really only feel like anger is the only way for me to feel any sense of normalcy and it’s getting me nowhere. Â Somehow I”m still able to maintain a job, but my relationship with my supervisors is bad.
I was however able to nap. Â Usually, I’m too uncomfortable to do so. Â My body just doesn’t feel right. Â Having enough sanity to know that I’m not well does not count for me enough sometimes. Â I suppose it does represent a type or shred of sanity, but what about actually feeling good? Â It’s true, not everyone gets to feel good or have a good life. Â Why should I expect any different? Â I feel like hell, I’ve felt this way for a long time. Â It’s hard for me not to blame God with the belief that if he wanted things different he could make them so, but again, why should I be any different than anybody else? Â Been thinking, I’d rather just slit my throat. Â Got nothing to look forward to really.
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How can someone passing in the night tell fire from auschwitz from the burn-off of a refinery? Somehow, you, the one in the fire, know.