Static
Premium Member
This past year has been terrible. I really don't know what to do. If anyone truely knows my posting style you will be able to tell I am telling the truth, for one, its in Chit-chat.
On new years eve 12-31-2008 my father dies infront of me from a massive heart attack. Giving him CPR and hearing that terrible death-rattle and seeing those lifeless eyes of his staring out across oblivion. Its a sadness I don't wish for anyone.
Then on my Fathers birthday 5-29-09 I get fired from my job .
July 7th 2009 my uncle, who I was very close with, goes into the hospital and is told he has a brain infection. July 12th 2009 we get a call at 1130ishPM ... my uncle is hallucinating and complaining he is being harrassed by aliens and dead colonial people. He kisses my mother and me and tell us he loves us.
August 30th, my uncle dies... alone.
September 11th 2009 I wake up to find out my car is stolen.
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I don't know why I am posting this.... I just really don't know what to do. I'm really trying to stay sober to try to get my life back to normal but its so hard. This sad site has become somewhat of a journal and its viewers have become distant voices in my head.
I suppose its a healing process to read through the past years of my life and my evolution into a pathetic burnout.
On new years eve 12-31-2008 my father dies infront of me from a massive heart attack. Giving him CPR and hearing that terrible death-rattle and seeing those lifeless eyes of his staring out across oblivion. Its a sadness I don't wish for anyone.
Then on my Fathers birthday 5-29-09 I get fired from my job .
July 7th 2009 my uncle, who I was very close with, goes into the hospital and is told he has a brain infection. July 12th 2009 we get a call at 1130ishPM ... my uncle is hallucinating and complaining he is being harrassed by aliens and dead colonial people. He kisses my mother and me and tell us he loves us.
August 30th, my uncle dies... alone.
September 11th 2009 I wake up to find out my car is stolen.
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I don't know why I am posting this.... I just really don't know what to do. I'm really trying to stay sober to try to get my life back to normal but its so hard. This sad site has become somewhat of a journal and its viewers have become distant voices in my head.
I suppose its a healing process to read through the past years of my life and my evolution into a pathetic burnout.