Feeling disconnected …

I know that this comes and goes, especially for those of us who have dealt with depression and the like. This is one of those times for me. The weather is finally changing to warm (though I have heard it might get cold with possible snow showers later this week), and I have gone outside and soaked up the sun’s warmth. I feel though that I am walking in a fog, like I really am looking into a fishbowl which is my life.

I think that it may be that things are still up in the air for me and it seems that a lot of my so called friends and family are hoping it will fall through. (My mother made it slip that they blame me for loosing the house and not the circumstances surrounding it.  Go figure. They won’t tell me to my face, they will just dis me and not listen to what really happened.  Just like my cousin who ruined our car because he said I lied about sending my uncle the titles to the trailer and car. He never apologized when my uncle said he got them.) What they don’t realize is that I NEED this.  The schooling, being away from home and family, being in another world that is not the norm for here or me. Yes, I have my uppers now, though until I get the partials in the next couple of months, I will be having a balance problem with them. I start back to work at the city museum and gift shop at the end of May, (though again I enjoy the work, I have problems with being around people) and I have still to hear about the schooling and apartment.  It is a lot to think about and have hanging over head. I plan to take the math accuplacer test at the end of this month and I get my last MMR shot in a couple of weeks. I want this all to fall into place but know that it may not.  If I don’t do this I feel that I will never get to know what I could have done or been.

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2 thoughts on “Feeling disconnected …

  1. Good luck and know at least one person believes in you. Balancing a day that it sounds like is against you and your dreams and your dreams can be very trying and difficult to say the least. Just try to keep faith in itself and what want. Blessed be.

    • Oh I do my best. Just sometimes it seems daunting. Posting seems to help. I do this when someone or pet passes. I try to write about them, their lives and what they meant to me. It is a form of therapy which has held true in helping sooth and smooth things over. Not always, but it hoes help some.

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