INTERNET, GET OUT OF MY HEAD
Dec. 10th, 2009 07:09 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The phone rings, in the middle of the night,
My father yells 'What you gonna do with your Abby?'
So hi, I'm actually going to talk about my life for a minute. My pal Ike asked me today if I was depressed, and yeah. I pretty much am.
Being unemployed is not good for me. I am stressed, depressed and I do not sleep. With nothing to do, I spend hours doing nothing, unable to focus or commit because nothing is productive, nothing solves anything. I have no idea how to be a pessimist, I have never accepted nihilism, but I've gotten really damned good at denial and avoidance. And fuck me if I am not the picture of a silver-spoon middle class white girl WHO IS SUPPOSED TO BE GETTING INTO GRAD SCHOOL, but I've learned not to try. But if I don't try, I can't complain, right? I haven't learned to stop saying that I'm going to try, however, and I get left listening to my own hollow promises and exclamations. Liar liar.
And that's why I never post here anymore, guys. Nothing but nonsense and memes. No good news means no news at all. I pour myself into hobbies to give myself something constructive to do and something to think about that isn't panic and defeat.
I thank God for my friends and family, even as I mooch off of them. How dangerous this is, to become an sinkhole of productivity, to take with nothing to give back, because people will stop giving eventually. And really, if I take and take and do nothing with what I'm given, they should. I have not lived up to the people I love.
And now for the news that is not me whining:
My father has cancer. Doctors found a tumor on his kidney. He's going into surgery to have it removed tomorrow, and everything looks like it's going to be a nice, neat, in-and-out removal. Coming on the tail end of a month in which two of my friends lost their fathers and others have seen their daddies in and out of the hospital, if I did not sit here and appreciate everything my dad has done for me, I wouldn't deserve to have him. Thankfully, he has an excellent doctor, and the outlook for a full recovery is quite good. Prayers and good thoughts for him would be appreciated.