In The Doubtful Guest by flagg11 Comments

I’m tired.

I’m tired of this body and it’s increasing uselesness.

I’m tired of hurting.

I’m tired of being tired, all the time.

I’m tired of what depression and isolation are doing to me to make everything worse, everything harder.

I’m tired of the brave face.

I don’t think I can even keep being Parlimentarian at TES. I like my job. I like being good at it. I like making a difference. And I  think I have to resign.

If I were not within sight of a possibke reprieve, I don’t know where I’d be. Nothing in my life has ever made me so seriously consider giving up.

But I hate to lose.

And I have debts to pay.

So tired of this.

One more step.
One more step.
One more step….