Sparrowhawk1161
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I am just trying my best right now.
My mother went into a nursing home. Not that we got along at all. we had are share of fights... more fights thatn anything? But, she became so nice and sweet.
All the things I ever hated about her are just memories becasue all the nice things I remember are killing my heart.
I called her. Not just to ask so0mething, but just to tell her what was going on... just to say what it was. And, she knew and just listened and had a nice conversation with me. I took her out to the Supermarket as she looked at every single item... and made me so impatient... "You need new underwear new shirts... when didi you buy those... oh look... this is nice."
THen she had a stroke... out of nowhere. Where you find out she is on her flore for 3 days without anyone to help her... almost 90 years old, saying..well she gave up the ghost..." Yeah, right...My Mom... Giving up the ghost that fast? Never ever would such a dominating woman who made my life hell when I was littl;e ever... ever give up to death.
Now, she is in a nursing home... parralized on her left side, dependant on everything and everyone... and just across the state where I have no ability in my poverty to call her except maybe once a month when I called her at least everyday?
If that wasn't enough, a friend I had for 11 years, suddenly vanished. Yes! vanished. His apartment was left exactly the way it was... except for a TV. And, that tolds me he went down to Florida to live with his daughter.
I love my daughter so much... that there is nothing in this world at all that I love more... even the ex-wife. My daughter is the best thing that ever...ever... happened to me...
So, I don't blame him. But, not saying a word, for 11 years of friendship where I loved like a christian to just find out he "vanished?" To FLorida...without telling me?
Why am I putting this down... ohh... becasue of anxiety
I have an anxiety disorder with depression... which makes it hard to get out... and now, I have no friend to call on when I am lonely... afraid of all people who could become friends because I invested all my time on him?
It's the same old thing. You live in solitude. The book of hours is my only comanion... and this is it. I what for the Church hours to stengthen my faith. This is my life now! A monk among no monks just being completely alone... with not a soul.
I guess that is what I was meant to be... completely and utterly alone! My life? All it's happenings? Everything that happened to me...good or bad? All, I liked and loved...(Except for my daughter,) points to one thing...
Total solitude was always my friend and solitude will never excape me... ever...
My mother went into a nursing home. Not that we got along at all. we had are share of fights... more fights thatn anything? But, she became so nice and sweet.
All the things I ever hated about her are just memories becasue all the nice things I remember are killing my heart.
I called her. Not just to ask so0mething, but just to tell her what was going on... just to say what it was. And, she knew and just listened and had a nice conversation with me. I took her out to the Supermarket as she looked at every single item... and made me so impatient... "You need new underwear new shirts... when didi you buy those... oh look... this is nice."
THen she had a stroke... out of nowhere. Where you find out she is on her flore for 3 days without anyone to help her... almost 90 years old, saying..well she gave up the ghost..." Yeah, right...My Mom... Giving up the ghost that fast? Never ever would such a dominating woman who made my life hell when I was littl;e ever... ever give up to death.
Now, she is in a nursing home... parralized on her left side, dependant on everything and everyone... and just across the state where I have no ability in my poverty to call her except maybe once a month when I called her at least everyday?
If that wasn't enough, a friend I had for 11 years, suddenly vanished. Yes! vanished. His apartment was left exactly the way it was... except for a TV. And, that tolds me he went down to Florida to live with his daughter.
I love my daughter so much... that there is nothing in this world at all that I love more... even the ex-wife. My daughter is the best thing that ever...ever... happened to me...
So, I don't blame him. But, not saying a word, for 11 years of friendship where I loved like a christian to just find out he "vanished?" To FLorida...without telling me?
Why am I putting this down... ohh... becasue of anxiety
I have an anxiety disorder with depression... which makes it hard to get out... and now, I have no friend to call on when I am lonely... afraid of all people who could become friends because I invested all my time on him?
It's the same old thing. You live in solitude. The book of hours is my only comanion... and this is it. I what for the Church hours to stengthen my faith. This is my life now! A monk among no monks just being completely alone... with not a soul.
I guess that is what I was meant to be... completely and utterly alone! My life? All it's happenings? Everything that happened to me...good or bad? All, I liked and loved...(Except for my daughter,) points to one thing...
Total solitude was always my friend and solitude will never excape me... ever...