296 - A God, Pushing

Lin

The level of frustrated I'm at is immeasurable.

I've been pushing for so long to move out of here, and yet despite how urgent my situation is, it feels like it's all falling on deaf ears.

Frankly, it almost feels as though I'll never get the chance to move out of here.

Which whilst I know it is most likely untrue, I'm close to losing my mind if I stay here any longer.

 

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

39 - A God, Steady

Lin I got an idea for a Christmas story the other day. I will now have to look at all of the holidays in December for this year. It's going to be fun to write for sure. I already had a bit of fun discussing the idea with a good friend of mine. (Who will be credited, but only if they want to be.) I'm hoping that I can put some dedication into it. I'll have to wait until my Amazon packages turn up, though. I bought some new notebooks, and the TV and what have you may also help with some new creative endeavours. I'm genuinely excited. It also means that I no longer have to rely on my other neighbour to watch the wrestling if and when I want to. I know that access to WWE is an extra payment, but it sure as hell is worth it for me. I'm supposed to be seeing my caseworker today. I'm hoping that they don't cancel again, but I'm not entirely sure. Apparently the police want to ask me more questions about what I told them about nopeman. I'm not comfortable wi...
Read more

284 - A God, Lethargic

Lin Writing the blog recently has made me quite sad. A large part of me feels ashamed for not being able to write enough, in order to be interesting enough - because my whole body and brain are just so tired. If I had the energy, I'd talk about everything that's happened to me over the past week - but I can't. Because right now? I can barely do anything. Here I was, thinking I'd accomplished something, getting to almost 300 entries. Yet here I am, unable to finish any of the ten I've left behind, which will more than likely include this one. No matter which way I put it, my heart hurts. Moreover, I refuse to give up on this blog, which is seemingly the only place I can publicly be godly. Somehow, it feels almost as though someone is trying to prevent me from writing... Frankly, that idea makes me want to write even more. Quite a few people have had a thing about deliberately attempting to silence me in the past - including the voldys. Truthfully, I wouldn't be s...
Read more

62 - A God, Manifesting

Lin Everything seems to be working out well for me today. I overslept, and my caseworker ended up being not only late, but having to cancel because of an emergency at another house. I was fast asleep when they were originally supposed to see me, so I'm relieved that I didn't miss anything. It's like things deliberately made way for me. I'm lucky, in a way, that I got into manifestation so early. I didn't realise when I first got into it how much it would impact my mental health. Manifestation helped me to learn how to love myself. The irony is, when I did begin to love myself, I found myself seeking better treatment than what the voldys gave me. They thought seeing me happy would mean 'easy to deal with' but Gods they were so wrong. They didn't want me to be happy, they wanted me to seem happy so that they didn't have to deal with their own bullshit. Essentially, they didn't want to take accountability for their actions, and if I was 'happy...
Read more