For some reason my life has failed to fulfill me.
Things have taken a rude left turn.
Let me explain.
I’m sick, you guys. Really ill. My body is falling apart.
My baby is fixin’ to move into her adult life.
My children don’t really need me.
My husband is fixin’ to travel.
My pets love me (well, the jury is still out on the Siamese cats) but it’s not enough.
Is this a phase? Or is it unique to my life. I feel invisible. And I feel put upon by onlookers. At the same time.
On top of that, my brain ain’t acting right. I think I’m saying one thing and another comes out of my mouth. I know there’s is a level of a dementia-type thing with later life diabetes. My doctor says so, anyway. I’m not sure but I think I’m experiencing some of this.
So here I sit. Am I losing this game called ‘life?’
I don’t know where to look for help.
My family are in my face 24/7
Yet I feel alone.
Is this really a problem? Or am I looking for it to be a problem?
Help me, dear Dopers.
You’re my only hope.
beck…the weird. Just marking time.