It is 4 am. Again I can not sleep. I have extended myself too far, I think. I am horribly depressed again. I felt better when I had something useful to think about. The difference is that when I had something else to focus on I did not think about the fact that I can not afford enough wood for winter, that I can not afford tires for winter, that I can not do any of all the work around the house that needs done before winter. I can not afford food this week. Or,the fact that I have good ideas and everything is simply taken from me and spit upon me. I feel that I am invisible. Well I am invisible. No matter what I say, about anything people just look at me like I am some kind of insect. NO one acknowledges at all that I was right about it. Or they act like that I was right I had something to do with making it go wrong.
I am tired. I can't keep writing.........
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