So we have to do this. So many things to work out. Bad insurance equals bad medical care. The doctor did something wrong, won’t admit to it. The landlord wants me out because I don’t sit and play quiet poor girl. Where do I go? I wish there was a place that had a hospital setting to take care of the physical stuff.and someone to help with the mental stuff. It’s too much. It’s way too much. I wond
I don’t know where to go. Can some one help me? I do not want to die. I will not die. I will survive this. I am meant for something, but I don’t know what. I’m thinking I may have different personalities that come out sometimes. I’m different. I’m always different. Always on the outside looking in. I can read people so well. I know I have a friend who is a killer. I have a friend who is so complex that it is too simple. Sometimes I do wonder if I am some sort of figure.
I just know I need help here. I do need help. And I have no idea how to get the help I need.
You’re doing this journey with me damn it. I said help I meant it!! A nice social worker gave me a place I can just show up and go. So I will do that. In the mean time you are stuck with me. I know I complain a lot, I just think it’s funny. You think I’m complaining, but I’m laughing at the absurdity of the situation. Because life is absurd. It’s funny. The situation that we are in. I am in. I can’t help but laugh.
The alternative is to dwell in misery. Who wants that? Maybe that’s what makes me weird. That I try to find something, one thing, that makes the situation absurd. And I laugh. I laugh at it. Laughing eases tension. It processes better. And positively.
Something tells me I am going to war here. I don’t know why. I think it’s my mental illness at this point. But I am fighting for… an apartment I don’t want? And the doctor tells me is bad for my back? See? Absurd, right? I need to fight for an apartment I don’t want because later down the road it will help me get an apartment I do want. I think. That’s the plan.
It’s complicated. But doable. It is too much to explain here. I just wanted to note one of the absurdities that comes up. So I can laugh. Because misery is horrific. I don’t want to be in misery. We can laugh, center ourselves, and go forth. When I make a plan, I do it.
Unfortunately, time is an absurdity in of itself. There isn’t much I can do at 3:26am I just have to wait.