Boomer

I don’t know why I keep going unless it’s out of habit.  I long ago passed the point where I can even pretend to be dealing with the daily pain.  Raised in an abusive home, sexually abused in high school, and HIV+.  I’ve struggled for decades to deal with my depression.  I’ve struggled to maintain an occupation for which I’ve sometimes received professional recognition, but now no one’s interested.  I’m ignored.  Never a word when I respond to a job posting…or they want to humiliate me further by paying me Burger King wages.  As a Boomer, I guess I’m now too old.  As productive as […]