As I sit down I don't know what I am going to write. I'm filled with anger and rage.... my blood sugar is fluctuating, that isn't helping. Nothing seems to be able to go right for me... I'm asking very little of the universe, I get exhaust fumes in return. I'm putting in hour after hour trying to get the ship righted.... it's just not working. Boat is sinking.... where are the life rafts...
Sick of complaining about it, sick of bitching about it....There is no help possible... no rest for the wicked I guess.
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