than being kicked when I'm down.
Thanks to all in my life that have recently done that.
If any of you read this (seeing as I keep it secret, that's doubtful), you'll know who you are. Otherwise, it's out there in the universe, and although I can't take back past support of you, it won't be forthcoming in the future.
Sorry I'm having hard time and it doesn't fit into what you all seem to think my life should be or my attitude should be.
There are things you all don't know. Scary things. Things that make you homeless - and destitute. Stressors in my work I can't write about, which are the reasons I'm on anti-anxiety meds.
I'm past cheering up now. Way past it.
If I was the type to jump off a bridge, I'd have done it by now, I'm sure things will swing upwards.
Of course I've said that for the past year and it hasn't happened, but anyway....one can always have a tinge of hope.
I'm tired of being judged for what I feel. What I feel is MINE. And I refuse to pretend because it might offend people.