Sipping on a cup of Tazo Calm… Seems my mind is plagued with empty thoughts… Seems the norm recently — Been almost three weeks.
I have been thinking a lot about my situation. I am still out of work, going broke, watching my checking account overdraw everyday. Of all of the people I have help, not the people who are strapped themselves, but the people who I have clearly helped and seen their situations progress, some beyond what mine was are no where to be found. I did not help you for recognition, nor do I want anything from you but a simple how are you today, is there anything I can do would do me very well. At least you cared enough to ask right.
Luckily, I have friends who are interested in how I am doing. Wanting to know if and how I have eaten on a particular day, like yesterday… I know you guys are willing to do what you can to make sure I am OK. Takes too much of who I am to ask or accept, but I appreciate it.
I realize that this will be one of my less memorable posts. Almost completely bereft of passion, devoid of emotion, no feeling what so ever… I really should stop now, shouldn’t I? I don’t have a whole lot of fight in me right now. I am tired.
While some of you will disagree and have chastised me about it, I don’t feel I have anyone to talk to. You guys have so much on your own plates, why overeat, you know? I really don’t want to burden you guys.
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