Post by devilfish on Mar 6, 2014 16:44:16 GMT -5
Hey Guys
I am stressed out these days, and I don't know what else to do. Well, I should start at the beginning. Back in January my Mom got really sick. She had double pneumonia in both of her lungs. She came close to dying, but miraculously, she has has made a full recovery. She also quit smoking after 46 years. She has stayed smoke free for over two months, and she has made a huge recovery. In fact the doctors are saying that she has a mild case of emphysema, but as long she she remains smoke free, as she has, she can look forward to a normal lifespan. And the longer she stays smoke free, the better she'll get.
Anyway, lately is seems all I do is worry. I am worried about Mom and her health. I worry all the time about my job and how no matter how hard I work adn what I do, it's never going to be good enough in the eyes of my boss. And when I don't worry, I get depressed over my life. It seems like everyone I know is more successful than me, having more fun than me, and here I am constantly getting spat upon by life.
I had plans a few months ago that when I got my Tax refund back in february that I would buy a PS4 games console. Well, that would have happened, but between mom's illness, having to help out with some bills, and the fact that thanks to screwing up my paperwork, I had to pay BACK $238 to the IRS, that plan has gone out the window. I know that's nothing serious, but it just gets to me after a while that it seems like every time I make a plan for myself, I almost expect it to be destroyed in front of me. I am getting to the point where I just wait to see how anything good that happens to me is met with either a soul crushing defeat, or something even more awesome happens to my sister Katie or someone else in the family, completely ruining my moment.
Guys, I am about at the end of my rope. I would like to see a psychiatrist, but I don't have the money for it, and besides, knowing my luck they would just pump me full of drugs and turn me into a glassy eyed, Stepford smiling zombie. I honestly don't know what to do any more. I just don't know.
Thanks for letting me vent. If you have any advice, I would love to hear it.
Brian~
I am stressed out these days, and I don't know what else to do. Well, I should start at the beginning. Back in January my Mom got really sick. She had double pneumonia in both of her lungs. She came close to dying, but miraculously, she has has made a full recovery. She also quit smoking after 46 years. She has stayed smoke free for over two months, and she has made a huge recovery. In fact the doctors are saying that she has a mild case of emphysema, but as long she she remains smoke free, as she has, she can look forward to a normal lifespan. And the longer she stays smoke free, the better she'll get.
Anyway, lately is seems all I do is worry. I am worried about Mom and her health. I worry all the time about my job and how no matter how hard I work adn what I do, it's never going to be good enough in the eyes of my boss. And when I don't worry, I get depressed over my life. It seems like everyone I know is more successful than me, having more fun than me, and here I am constantly getting spat upon by life.
I had plans a few months ago that when I got my Tax refund back in february that I would buy a PS4 games console. Well, that would have happened, but between mom's illness, having to help out with some bills, and the fact that thanks to screwing up my paperwork, I had to pay BACK $238 to the IRS, that plan has gone out the window. I know that's nothing serious, but it just gets to me after a while that it seems like every time I make a plan for myself, I almost expect it to be destroyed in front of me. I am getting to the point where I just wait to see how anything good that happens to me is met with either a soul crushing defeat, or something even more awesome happens to my sister Katie or someone else in the family, completely ruining my moment.
Guys, I am about at the end of my rope. I would like to see a psychiatrist, but I don't have the money for it, and besides, knowing my luck they would just pump me full of drugs and turn me into a glassy eyed, Stepford smiling zombie. I honestly don't know what to do any more. I just don't know.
Thanks for letting me vent. If you have any advice, I would love to hear it.
Brian~