Life stinks. What else?
Another week plus between posts. Then again, what in the hell has gone on in my life worth blogging about?
My life sucks. It really sucks. I have to put up with a clueless father and a mother who probably wishes she could have traded me at the hospital for another baby when I was born. Or I was a scheduled abortion and she missed the appointment.
Next Thursday is Thanksgiving to most Americans. To me, it’s another Thursday. It’s November 26. I have NOTHING to be thankful for. My life really sucks.
Getting ready to go to my next therapy session, the only thing which keeps me sane.