I’m feeling sorry for myself.
Why is it that when you realise the one person you love doesn’t love you back you feel not just unloved but unlovable ?
i feel like ms has taken everything I enjoyed doing away from me. I can’t walk far, see well, concentration is pants and have very unsexy bowel and bladder problems. I can’t feel things with my hands, can’t row a boat, can’t ride my bike, drive a car, play my violin, sew, focus my camera, chop veg safely and more. The only thing I’ve gained is weight.
I know that I will never find any one , I don’t go anywhere other than to work and all my hobbies I can no longer do.
if I saw one of my cats in the same state , incontinent , unable to get around and visibly unhappy , I would seriously be considering their quality of life and whether it would be humane to let them go on suffering knowing their would be no cure.
Im not suicidal, just whinging and feeling sorry for my self. Can’t even have a long soak in a nice hot bath anymore.
The only thing I could do is if ever I see my boyfriend again is pee on his car seats! Ok that thoughts made me chuckle. I think I’ve thought of the one thing I could be good at.
I really need some of wobbly boy’s jokes