Any time something good happens in my life, something terrible follows that’s so bad that it cancels out the good.
I grew up dancing. I had to have major reconstructive surgery on one leg. I can’t dance anymore.
I played clarinet (almost) all through high school. No more school, no more opportunity to play, ability diminishes.
Make a new friend. They learn about my illness and quirks. They abandon me.
My parent’s first child decides to be a friend. A year later turns in on herself and becomes narcissist.
Friends leave for college and return afterward. Then they move out of state.
Found the best therapist. Moves somewhere I can’t go after her internship.
Get where I’m coming from? I have given up on anything good in my life lasting more than a month. Not that good things happen to me much, anyway. Even if I have a good day, the next day is hell on steroids.
I just give up.
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