what to do?

what do you do
when you catch a friend
in a bald-faced lie?

what do you do
when you catch a friend
in a bald-faced lie?

do you holler?
do you tell them you know?
do you have the “come to jesus” talk?

lies are a huge
waste of my time
and show a decided
lack of respect
for me as a peson

do I call them on it?
do I just carry on?
and stop trusting them?

is there any time
that lyin
actuall saves face?

wouldn’t it honestly be better
to tell the truth?

“I’m sad”
“I”m scared”
“I don’t want to”
works a lot better
than telling an untruth
than making up something
semi beleiveable
at a time
when there can absolutely
be no question
you are lyin?

I don’t get it
and I feel
used

like I don’t have
enough stress in my life
already

what do you do?

do you holler?
do you tell them you know?
do you have the “come to jesus” talk?

lies are a huge
waste of my time
and show a decided
lack of respect
for me as a peson

do I call them on it?
do I just carry on?
and stop trusting them?

is there any time
that lyin
actuall saves face?

wouldn’t it honestly be better
to tell the truth?

“I’m sad”
“I”m scared”
“I don’t want to”
works a lot better
than telling an untruth
than making up something
semi beleiveable
at a time
when there can absolutely
be no question
you are lyin?

I don’t get it
and I feel
used an angry and hurt

what do you do?

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once upon a time…

once upon a time
I was fearless

now I am fearful
and feel futile

“what happened?” one asks
Brain Damage…in a word?

Concussion

actually “accumulated brain damage
as a result of repeated concussions
and years of medical interference
due to large amounts of medications ongoing”

sounds intense eh?

it is…
and
it isn’t.

I’m still intelligent
and articulate
but I have issues brain-wise…

I was first diagnosed in 2015
and it’s taken me a long long time
to come to grips
with my current
limitations

I’ve lost a 40 yr career
as an administrator
because I no longer recognize
when my work is wrong

yet I’m calmer
than I have ever been
in my life

I no longer suffer from rages (nor do my friends and family)
but I’m sad and depressed a lot (big dark hole depressed)
and of course
have the added pressure
of several
autoimmune diseases

So I had this whole meltdown yesterday about my new G.I.
saying that my Crohn’s is mild and my upper G.I. is normal…

I had myself convinced that I’m a hypochondriac
and all of the symptoms are a figment of my imagination

My counselor talked me down….

so I’ve been doing some research on signs and symptoms of adrenal diseases
(because that is what the endo is researching on my behalf)
just about every symptom I have
except for the screaming trots in the morning’s
can be attributed to brain injury or adrenal diseases….

I am absolutely flabbergasted at how many of the symptoms
I have and have had for most of my life
can be attributed to brain injuries….
Holy shit Batman, it’s amazing to me that I got as far as I did.

one of the things
that is really hard to do
is to focus on today
to not spend a great deal of time
living in the past
or hoping for
grandiose things in the future…

And by grandiose I mean
getting back to what I perceive as normal
so what is important for me
to do is to live in the moment
and be happy with what I do have

it really is hard to narrow my focus to the now…
and not get caught up in movies and maybe if’s

I think I can honestly say that

I was type A for a long time in my life…
I sure as hell ain’t now lol

Which leads me to another statement
about the way, my brain works now…

I used to joke around
about having ADOS
(attention deficit oh shiny)
but when that occurred
I was always able to go back
to my original thoughts and plans
without losing anything in the translation…

There simply is no translation now.
if I start to do something and lose
for whatever reason, my train of thought
I often don’t go back to that train of thought
for days

which is why things don’t get accomplished the way I used to
there’s a futility that comes
with not understanding
that what you’ve done
for the majority of you life
easily
no longer works
how does one move on
at 63 almost 64 years of age?
I likely only have about a year
of work time left

so
what to do?

“would you like fries with that?”
looks ike it may be my only option

I keep applying for jobs
like I used to
proud of my accomplishments etc

but I’m overqualified
for everything retail
and have no experience
in that

I often have
days and days
where I get nothing accomplished
because of depression

so I’ve finally decided to apply
for disability
which brings with it
a whole new set of
inconsistencies

for instance
in this province
you are given $375 a month
for shelter…
in Victoria?
where a 1 room bachelor suite
is $1350
but they are telling me I have to move

it’s no wonder
so many people are homeless here

but still
I will strive
to find something

to make life liveable

once upon a time
I was fearless

now?

not so much

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