i have no idea, no clue, seems that it is, everything i do, with no real resources, no-one to propel me, what a friend had said, i was sitting on a gold mine, but i am finding, i don’t know how to mine.
i work constantly, practically everyday, it is wearing me out something crazy – this along with severe depression and PTSD from a crazy war that nobody knows about, and that which i was submersed in, not only does anybody really know about it, not too many people at all, but there are fewer who even care.
i mean give a damned, like about people who were tormented and their lives destroyed, if i , or others give up, it does not matter at all. that is the way i am feeling right now!!! like being the prisoner of a war again and all the what i can’t…
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