2016 was a struggle for my family & me. Hell,we’ve been poor & struggling for over 20 years. I wonder if that’s why my health took a steep decline. I don’t think life is intended to remain unchanged,stagnant,no progress,no advancement. Its like…wowzy wow I got a new journal or a new beer to taste…never ever anything significant.
I look on as others get new cars,new homes,get engaged,get married,get pregnant,& talk about their exciting lives,while I remain a hermit living in a shack in the ghetto,with aches & pains,& a husband that loves to rage.
Another huge mess in my bedroom. My stack of journals fell off that table again. My box of CDs almost fell on the floor. I’ll have breakfast & deal with those journals later.