It's hard to lose all of your shit and not question yourself and your existence. For the last 365 days I have thought long and hard about whether anything makes sense. I had what I like to call the "Katrina Grand Slam". I lost a loved one, my pets, my jeep, all of my possessions and my family got separated. It's amazing that I could have went to every single event for any type of loss and sat in the victim's section. I tried to find the remedy to turn the corner on my depression and feeling of low self worth. Nothing seem to do it. Then the "anniversary" came along. Between yesterday and today I have had about 50 phone calls, emails and text messages from co-workers, ex-coworkers, colleagues, friends, ex girlfriends, ex supervisors, and even some people that just read my blog from time to time. They were all worried about me and trying to see if I was ok. Some of them were people I haven't spoken with in months.
You know......
After all the stuff I experienced and lost...
My people reminded me that I ain't such a bad dude after all.
Thank You
1 comment:
My grandmother always said, keep on keepin' on. I've gone through my fair share of trials this year. But I'm still here. That's all we can do. Be blessed.
Thanks for the link. I'll do you the favor as well.
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