Posted 5/17/2015 11:29 PM (GMT 0)
I still cannot see the light at the end of the tunnel.
The most recent funk began Friday when my employer told me I could no longer use my ear buds at work. They continue to address things that aren't really problems. They knit-pick. If they would address the real problems, I wouldn't have needed said ear buds. Personal calls, gossip, and just noise in general make it a tough place to work. I'm the only male amongst a dozen females. It's awful. Filing a discrimination suit has entered my mind. I know discrimination and being a Caucasian male is an oxymoron. With my physical condition being so poor, I don't know where else I would work. If I didn't need health insurance, I'd quit. It's so ironic.
I think in a way, it's those people I work with that make me feel secluded. When I have free time, I don't want to do anything. Since my friend moved to California, I feel all alone. Everyone around here seems so dependent on drinking. People are dependent on substances because life sucks. Maybe I just envy the drinkers. My GI history makes drinking especially bad for me.
I used all my energy and happiness up when I was little. I believe I am cursed. Unless someone has a time machine, there is no helping me. I'm overweight, balding, have a mystery pelvic issue, can't be a man due to weakness from surgeries, student loans stink, the housework that needs doing overwhelms me, and the list goes on...
A nice man passed away from cancer last weekend. My mom worked for him. Why did he suffer? I frequently call the grim reaper and he doesn't answer. Due to my beliefs, it is not my call to end myself. It's God's. I am merely fortunate humans are mortal beings.
It could be worse, but that's never really worked for me. I'm just a glass is half-empty kind of guy.
I know some of you saw progress with me, but it's just been snatched away.