I feel like I need to add a bit of a disclaimer to what I posted earlier this week. I did not mean to sound like such a whiner. I am still on disability and it does help out. In fact, I can only work a certain number of hours and earn a prescribed amount of $ or I would lose my disability.
It is a catch 22.
I think I have explained that before.
I just don’t want to sound ungrateful. A lot of folks cannot get disability when they need it and a lot of folks need to live on it and there is simply no way to do that.
It is a mess.
I am very, very, very fortunate. I am also blessed to alive. I know that too.
I will prevail over the nasty tooth fairy. One way or another I will send the nasty little jerk packing.
A lot of the time just putting a virtual pen to paper makes night time goblins like him disappear. They no longer have pull over my subconscious. I have a feeling he will go screaming and cursing but go nonetheless.
So, that’s it. I just wanted to clarify that I AM OKAY.
I just get frustrated like anyone. And sometimes my frustration boils over and it feels, looking around me, like my frustrations are bigger and deeper and worse than my fellow earthlings. However, that is a load of poo because I have no idea what they live through, none at all.
So, I take my own lot in life and go whistling along…..
Fade to black….