Sometimes when I can't relate to the people and events around me, or I have been alone for too long, I feel as if I am like a faded out image of a person, or a ghost of what I should have been. Being 42, it is hard to begin at the beginning but it is too far to envision an end. wtf can I do? I have no $$, no driver's license, no job, and even so if I could just believe that I can do something I know I could. I was near the top in grade average all through school and then the abuses and neglect I underwent until 13 was about to destroy me so I went out my bedroom window and never went back without the law forcing me too...even then I just took off again ASAP. I went through a million different things in the years that have followed. I am lucky enough to be physically fit and mentally- not quite as messed up as I could be.
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