Well, too all whom read or maybe concerned...
Life is tough... I'm continually working out things about life and reality. And in particularly... stuff about how i work. And understanding my thoughts, actions and feelings process a little better each day. And it's hard to remain positive and hopeful! And sometimes feels easier to be overwhelmed and absorbed bye... Self pity, self loathing and despair...
I think a big part of me. Wants to make connections with people. Through expressing my. Problems, my distress, and my illness. And it has become an all consuming thing to do. And really offers no dignity or self satisfaction...
Without other people in my life. I'm no more then a broke man with no hope.
My time on the face of this planet is limited. And i wonder how long i will have left some days. And it may not be the best thing for me to do. Because i begin to think about how it will all end. And what will happen until my day arrives. Which will mean my life has simply amounted to death. But what a true treasure the struggle to survive has been.