Every once in a while, ultimate truth needs to be spoken.
So right now, I'll say it.
I'm miserable.
Lonely beyond belief.
Constantly feeling sad, worthless, unlovable.
And I'm having a really hard time envisioning being stuck living another 50 years like this.
(My family is all ridiculously-long lived, even with things like MS and congestive heart failure. And I'm the healthiest person my family has ever known. On the upside, maybe that means I'll be the one to die young.)
I just can't take this for much longer. Let alone until I'm 90.
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I too am part public defender and part sports fanatic.
You are a true gem. Them stinkin' blues ain't gonna win.
Be good, be true, be never sad.
Your friend,
Rob
Aww, that's sweet.
They definitely won that night (odd as I'd been out with good friends). I just decided to leave this post up because it felt dishonest somehow to remove it.
Especially with our jobs, sometimes it all just gets to be too much.
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