i am so confused right now about what is really going on in my world. i mean, i am doing the ‘work’ that is front of me, and i am living ‘humbly’ but why did i get sick(gawd, am i a hypochondriac or what??)i must be delusional right now. i don’t know what i’m talking about.
when i was little iused to love being sick-so my mom had to take care of me and i could watch tv( we weren’t allowed any tv growing up..xcept with the odd babysiter ) i think i have a hard time being sick as a grownup, because iam alone always..and because it reminds me of being loaded and dope sick…ughhhh