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I decided to try hard to get better, but certain unknowns on the horizon are scaring me...what if Bush is re-elected? What if there is merit in this peak oil talk? What if global warming is poised to kill us all?
I don't want to base my future on what-ifs, but I haven't felt very hopeful about the continued existence of humankind for some time now. I'm afraid of being alone and in great pain with no form of deliverance. I've suffered greatly from Depression and chronic neck and back pain. I'm on SSI disability, which isn't enough to live on. Lately, my diabetes has raged out of control. I'm pretty much alone, except for my family, who are crazed right-wingers and whacko fundies.
At this point, I don't see the future as particularly hopeful. I'm 36 and alone. I reason that nobody would willingly let me into his / her life because I come bearing too much baggage. I have never been able to have a sexual life because of abuse issues related to molestation and a very fundy upbringing. No guy wants to deal with that.
On the positive side, I am intelligent, talented and witty in social situations...but I don't know if that is enough these days. Prospective friends and mates don't want "damaged" goods. I watched in pain while all of my friends distanced themselves. Every night I dream about these people who claimed to love me, then left me to suffer alone. In some ways, I don't blame them, but it still hurts. I've tried really hard to find healing and solace, but I'm still tortured by the past enough that living in the present and hoping for the future is impossible.
If I were dying in agony, my fundy family would keep me on life support for as long as possible. I almost feel as if they are already keeping me on life support: providing enough of a supplemental income for me to exist, but not to really live. The idea of them having control over my body as well is a very scary thought.
Um, so what am I saying?
I want to be prepared for a scary future. But for now, I'll try to hold my own.
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