jwking26
Greenlighter
I have looked forward to this day for some time. The closer it got the more anxious I got because its a miracle that I made it this far.
What I wasn't expecting was to be spending it alone crying my eyes out like a baby. Not even my kids wished me happy birthday.
It just doesn't feel the same now. I did so much to make sure I would make it to this day and for what?
A few weeks ago I wanted to throw out my heart medication and cancel my cardiac ablation surgery and let nature takes its course. I even canceled the appointment but somehow it didn't go through and I went ahead and had the procedure done.
I quit my job and they begged me to come back, mainly because they can't afford to train another person to build the machines I build.
I never thought turning 50 would feel this lonely.
I honestly feel that no one would miss me, they would just miss what I can do for them.
I regret having the surgery and not throwing my pills out.
Im emotionally, physically, and spiritually exhausted. I dont even want to make myself food anymore.
My eyes burn from the tears and there is no shoulder to cry on. No one to tell me its gonna be ok.
Ive had many places to live but have never had a home.
Happy birthday to me. I made it to 50.
Now what?
What I wasn't expecting was to be spending it alone crying my eyes out like a baby. Not even my kids wished me happy birthday.
It just doesn't feel the same now. I did so much to make sure I would make it to this day and for what?
A few weeks ago I wanted to throw out my heart medication and cancel my cardiac ablation surgery and let nature takes its course. I even canceled the appointment but somehow it didn't go through and I went ahead and had the procedure done.
I quit my job and they begged me to come back, mainly because they can't afford to train another person to build the machines I build.
I never thought turning 50 would feel this lonely.
I honestly feel that no one would miss me, they would just miss what I can do for them.
I regret having the surgery and not throwing my pills out.
Im emotionally, physically, and spiritually exhausted. I dont even want to make myself food anymore.
My eyes burn from the tears and there is no shoulder to cry on. No one to tell me its gonna be ok.
Ive had many places to live but have never had a home.
Happy birthday to me. I made it to 50.
Now what?
