I can't take this anymore. The waiting -the endless waiting.
I am sober barring the necessary pain medications needed as a result of the injuries and surgeries from the dog attack.
Exfiltrate me - NOW!
Staying in Azle,Texas, with my dad whilst recovering is complicating my mental health owing to insurance and bureaucratic nightmares with my coverage for my antidepressants and such.
I am supposed to attend our annual bingo christmas party on December 18 at work, and I was sooooooo hoping to see you there, but I'm hopeful you'll spend that with your other loved ones.
Being someone's shadow is a cold, dark, lonely place bereft of light and warmth. Send me a sign - some good news - because i am losing my grip on reality.
I don't want to dream anymore. I want to wake up and live a real life.
3:11 p.m. - 2022-12-14
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