I am part of a Brain Injury group (if you have followed special links and such you would be able to learn the things these groups have achieved) I feel a little like everything I’m trying to achieve is failing or falling short, because I’m being undermined or sabotaged by people who do not understand the meaning or importance of returning a call, a message or email (is it just me?), is it that other people with Brain Injuries or one other people are not as efficient as I am?
Think I’ve worked this one out.
BUT, WHAT THE FUCK! (Feeling frustrated) happened to common decency that people are all so busy they can’t respond in a timely manner?
I’m fucking busy, they are winning at LIFE ONE HANDED! I’m nearly ready to give up on quality control and giving a fuck, aren’t I?
I just don’t want people to slip through the cracks and then have to be patient while they complain how bad life is.
When do I get to care less? Unfortunately, that will mean I will feel like I’m failing.
Really struggling to keep on top of things at the moment. Failing at so many things and feeling sad about it. Allow me to list but a few………
Failing at my emails…..
Failing at my followers emails……..sorry. Very, very sorry. Still!
Failing at getting to bed at a more reasonable time.
So, failing at sleep clinic!
Failing at being a good friend, so I’m told ……….
Failing at getting my shit done so I can maintain some semblance of a pain-free life.
Or at least making it look like I’m not failing at life.
Failing at keeping anxiety and depression at bay.
Failing at not swearing at my GP appointments.
Said Fuck 7 times yesterday! I asked.
I thought I had been holding back!
Felt like such a zombie yesterday I had a double-shot latte with lunch. I had a brain grain salad. It is very good.
Today’s lunch, a Moroccan chicken salad and instead of my standard medicine today…. I’m having a London Fog!
And now for the Little Red Truck, always brings a smile to my face…
On the upside, it’s only mid-September and I’ve achieved my New Year’s resolution. I finished that bottle of Baileys I had been storing in my fridge for the last two Christmas’s. Got a taste for Baileys now. Also had a delivery from my Egg-Dealer! It always makes me Egg-cited! Get it?