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I duno about that right where im supposed to be stuff, zoo.
Its hard for me thinking about what i want at this point.. Im having excruciating difficulty jest getting what i need, for basic human survival...
i feel like god has pulled the rug out from under me, big time.
Fake friends all around me. Getting job interviews, but no offers. Relocated accross the country, cant get food stamps in this state. or welfare. or unemployment. holidays coming up, no girlfriend here. No family here. if it wasnt for meetings and alcothons i would be sunk. im living on coffee and donuts more days then not. "temping" at day labor jobs to barely scratch up rent. I cant carry the message that it gets better, today. But i can say that im completely sober and alive to feel it. This quite SUCKS. Now granted, i am working through reckage, struggeling against shortcomings... It has to be done. But I NEED... Im not talking about want... Im about 4/5 the way to a fifth...
woo hoo! 1238 days....
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