Hi, i'm at a point in my life, when i'm wondering what the point is?
What is the point in 'existing' as opposed to 'living'?
What is the point in asking for help, for it not to be forthcoming? (still waiting after 4 years of being referred, and have heard nothing).
What is the point in having reference ranges for blood tests, if they are ignored?
What is the point in keep trying so, so hard to make something of a life, but can't even get the smallest amount of support?
What is the point in 'living in fear' of the next renewal for E.S.A.?
What is the point in being alive, and plagued by so much emotional and physical pain and distress?
I know this is probably sounding like a 'woe is me' type rant, and it isn't meant that way, i'm just so tired of being so frustrated that it leads me to tears.
You will have also probably worked out that today is a particularly bad day for me.
Hope you are all doing as well as you can be?
Thank you for having me, and listening..