I am sick and tired of dealing with stuff.
I’ve had it up to here with calmly facing reality.
I am well and truly fed up with creative problem solving.
I have metastatic cancer. I am in pain. I am going to die much sooner than I should. Isn’t that enough? Will someone please turn off the shit faucet?
It’s nothing huge this time, but even a feather can be just that little bit too much. I’ll write again when I’ve calmed down.
Life just is not fair, at least not while we are here on earth. Hugs and prayers for you. May God send you comfort and peace.
True words.
Thanks very much, Elizabeth.
I’m so sorry that you have to go through all this shit. You have every right to rant and rave. xoxo
Thank you, Beth. To paraphrase the Bible, “A time to rant, and a time to let go”. 🙂