reesetess
Jul 16, 2008, 03:55 PM
I've been on this board for a day now. And have already had some very political confrontations and some good advice.
But really, I can't fix myself.
I'm 46, a convicted felon for a DUI. I lost my job 7 months ago, with I swear to my maker, no fault of mine.
I can't get a job, because I am a convicted felon(don't argue with me on that). I am on my internet and foot everyday looking for work.
I don't drive, I can't afford to get my license back, it's 1000.00 a zillion classes, then I have to buy a car get insurance, and pay for a breathalizer in my car for two years...
I haven't had sex in a year, because I don't want to. I'm waiting for my landlord who has had my Rental Assistance application ( I won a lottery for it) since May to sign me a lease he keeps saying he is doing... This is my last week of unemployment. Which has yet to come.
The governor in my state is taking forever to get the extended benefits going, sometime early August... she says.
I'm trying to stay stay sober. Which is not easy for me. I have no friends in this town, and I can't move out of this town because of my probation.
I have two beautiful children one 27 with a husband and two grandchildren. And I have my sweet K, who goes to school at NorthEastern and works for Wellington Investments, and they are the most incredible children you could have.
I have an 86 year old father who is constantly in and out of the hospital. They don't know what is wrong with him. He is my friend too.
But I can never see him because I have no car , and my 5 brothers and sisters are too busy with their lives.. I am the youngest...
I keep looking to Jesus to help me. I go to a church with my brother once in awhile that I love, but there is nothing in my town that is like it. And his is out of state. So legally I shouldn't be there anyway.
Jesus does help me , or I wouldn't be here right now.
I'm a cutter, for those of you who don't know what a cutter is, you cut yourself to feel better. Yeah , it's sick.
I keep asking Jesus to guide me, yet I've always felt the devil had and has the best of me, or the worst.
If you don't understand what I am talking about , you are lucky...
If you suggest counseling, I'm in it. I take klonopin for my anxiety, which I am trying to get off.
I'm so afraid, like my brother says, one day I just may not wake up. Or take one of my deaf defying feats, and end up dead, or in jail..
It would kill my daughter K. and My Dad.. . I mean my death would really affect their lives, because there is nothing more than I want than to die... But I can't do that to them..
So what do I do? I know this was long but I thought I should explain myself completely.
What should I do?
What else, trying to think of the downs...
But really, I can't fix myself.
I'm 46, a convicted felon for a DUI. I lost my job 7 months ago, with I swear to my maker, no fault of mine.
I can't get a job, because I am a convicted felon(don't argue with me on that). I am on my internet and foot everyday looking for work.
I don't drive, I can't afford to get my license back, it's 1000.00 a zillion classes, then I have to buy a car get insurance, and pay for a breathalizer in my car for two years...
I haven't had sex in a year, because I don't want to. I'm waiting for my landlord who has had my Rental Assistance application ( I won a lottery for it) since May to sign me a lease he keeps saying he is doing... This is my last week of unemployment. Which has yet to come.
The governor in my state is taking forever to get the extended benefits going, sometime early August... she says.
I'm trying to stay stay sober. Which is not easy for me. I have no friends in this town, and I can't move out of this town because of my probation.
I have two beautiful children one 27 with a husband and two grandchildren. And I have my sweet K, who goes to school at NorthEastern and works for Wellington Investments, and they are the most incredible children you could have.
I have an 86 year old father who is constantly in and out of the hospital. They don't know what is wrong with him. He is my friend too.
But I can never see him because I have no car , and my 5 brothers and sisters are too busy with their lives.. I am the youngest...
I keep looking to Jesus to help me. I go to a church with my brother once in awhile that I love, but there is nothing in my town that is like it. And his is out of state. So legally I shouldn't be there anyway.
Jesus does help me , or I wouldn't be here right now.
I'm a cutter, for those of you who don't know what a cutter is, you cut yourself to feel better. Yeah , it's sick.
I keep asking Jesus to guide me, yet I've always felt the devil had and has the best of me, or the worst.
If you don't understand what I am talking about , you are lucky...
If you suggest counseling, I'm in it. I take klonopin for my anxiety, which I am trying to get off.
I'm so afraid, like my brother says, one day I just may not wake up. Or take one of my deaf defying feats, and end up dead, or in jail..
It would kill my daughter K. and My Dad.. . I mean my death would really affect their lives, because there is nothing more than I want than to die... But I can't do that to them..
So what do I do? I know this was long but I thought I should explain myself completely.
What should I do?
What else, trying to think of the downs...