I'm really not sure why I keep coming back to this blog, I know no one really reads it...and that's ok. It was only ever meant for me and maybe whoever happened to run across it. But writing has never really helped me cope with anything. I supposed I keep hoping this time is different.
So today is the fourth of July...kind of a big deal over here in the States I guess. Lots of people barbecuing, playing Frisbee, drinking beer, enjoying family....
Not me. I'm just sitting here in front of this computer wondering if I should clean the spare room first, or maybe the bathroom...I do have to pack, so maybe do that.
I tend to avoid family functions at all costs. I really always have. I don't like to be around people too much, especially large groups of people, especially large groups of people who want to hug me, especially large groups of people who want to hug me and keep asking how I'm doing.
"Well I'm fine, thanks for asking. Oh am I still working over at blahdeeblahblah? No, two years ago I had a break down after I developed chronic pain and so I've been out of work since. Welfare? Oh yes I've needed it to survive. A burden on the government, you say? Well it's been lovely seeing you, fuck you and have a great day."
©Anne S. Leedy
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