I'm old, had a very hard life so I'm worn out and tired. I have a white cat named Sugar Baby who's birthday is the day before mine. She will be 15 this year and I'm not sure how much longer she will continue to live, not that she's ill or anything, just getting up there in her years. I myself am not well at all. I have Diabetes Type II, Fatty Liver Disorder but this used to be called Nonalcoholic Steatohepatitis (NASH), Acid Reflux, PCOS, Bone Spurs and Bone Bridges throughout my body, severe Dish Arthritis throughout my upper and lower spine, Rhuematoid Arthritis in both of my hands and feet. I also suffer from a severe case of PTSD, Chronic Depression (Dysthymia), Bi-polar Disorder, Anti-social Personality Disorder, Active Disorder, Anger Management Issues, and two other mental conditions I couldn't possibly spell let alone pronounce.
I live life as best I can as I never leave my home anymore. I haven't left my home unless absolutely necessary like going shopping when there's just no more food in the house for either of us, or to doctor appointments and even those often are cancelled and rescheduled...sometimes rescheduled multiple times. I've been dropped as a patient many times for missing too many appointments and most likely won't be able to go out at all eventually since my symptoms are only getting worse rather than better. As far as I can tell, I have no more friends, some of my family members barely talk to me anymore and the others not at all. I used to attend church regularly but haven't been there in over 4 years and counting. Forgive me, I seem to be telling my life story here or attempting to write a novel or something. I will stop here then and save this.
I didn't tell you these things to receive your pity or compassion, just this is who I am and what I am.
AutobiographerSep 24 '14