I am rather anxious today. I think it has to do with the medication(s) I am on at the moment. Doctor changed some medications, added some, did some other things put me back on medications I haven’t been on in a while…the same ol’ same ol’. Anti-Psychotic meds work wonders when they work, they’re amazing. When your mind doesn’t want them to work? Well, that’s when things become quite a problem. I hate to admit it, but life doesn’t always work the way we want it to work. What can I say? It’s a mess at times. There’s nothing wrong with that, but to say it’s not complex is a complete overhaul of whatever there is. Talk about a mixed bag of nuts. Someone doesn’t understand everything there is to understand about it all. If I wasn’t anxious, today would be a better day than it is. But, well I am so there’s nothing I can do about it. I wish there was…but there isn’t so I’ll just have to deal with whatever comes my way. Such a bummer if you think about it all. Nothing is ever cureable. Every...
Ever walk around a goodwill or other kind of thrift store? You see all of these things which people simply discard over the years. Some things look like they are useful to you, but they were discarded by someone else.
As I walk around these stores, I feel abandoned like these very same objects. I feel like an object at times. Tossed aside, not loved anymore. Simply dropped on the ground at a way station of life.
So that's what life feels like at times.
As I walk around these stores, I feel abandoned like these very same objects. I feel like an object at times. Tossed aside, not loved anymore. Simply dropped on the ground at a way station of life.
So that's what life feels like at times.
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