Yeah, I know. It's been a while. I've been in a deep funk and can't seem to climb out of it. The stress of always having to be there for my mom is getting to me, along with everything else. I guess this is what they call a "major depressive episode" or something like that. I need help but can't find it. I called the local behavioral health facility and they said none of their psychiatrists are reviewing new cases. WTF? NO ONE? So what am I supposed to do? I don't want to drive to Biloxi or Slidell, I want someone close to home. There's one other doc I could call, but she is in a bad part of town. Considering it may be dark when I leave, I'm not interested in that. Then I'd be adding "fear for own safety" to my list of issues. And I'm NOT going back to the public mental health facility. They are useless. Besides, one of my neighbors works there and she's the last person I want knowing what's going on in my life. So am I making excuses? I sure as hell hope not.
The Christmas holiday is upon us. A time when people spend more than they have to celebrate the birth of someone who didn't do what they think he did. On top of that, he wasn't born in winter. I guess I shouldn't get tangled in that again. I've already written a blog for that.
I can't believe Congress passed a tax law that increases taxes on people making $30,000 or less but decreases taxes for people making $50,000 or more. Idiots. And the president was behind it, too. What a guy. AND they froze my pay for the next two years. I really don't like our government.
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