Temporary Goodbye

I just hate my fucking doctors. And I hate taking my meds. I'm beginning to hate everything at this moment in time. Call it emo or whatever. My doctors want me to change my life. I'm not supposed to work for awhile. But I've always had a job or task since I was 16. This do nothing shit just eats away at me and I'm beginning to feel miserable. The medication kicks in and then I go a little crazy. The side effects constantly increasing on me. Not to mention my once decent bank account has been left to crumbs by all this. And I feel sorry for myself again and its disgusting. Where the fuck is my life? I want my life not this mockery of it. I thank you all for your concern again, it feels good to at least think someone's on my side.
 
Wow... just wow... I sympathize for you Jiraffe. My brother-in-law has epileptic psychosis of the grand mal. He's on dylantin (sp?), I think it is. The first time I saw him go into a seizure I was horrified. It was one of the most terrible things I've ever seen, and the days after were hell for him (especially since he almost bit his tongue off that time).

So.. ya. Keep fighting the good fight man. Don't let it get you too far down. :thumbsup:
 
Thanx HiH. I just talked with my right hand man Wilko and found some humor.

I share it: I want to go to work, go to school, get the rest of my tattoos, drink, smoke weed, and have excessive amounts of sex. From the looks of things I can only do the last part safely, but who wants to fuck a bum?

I found it funny in a dark way. /me shrugs shoulders.
 
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