partly

I've been unemployed for over six months and not even getting temporary jobs for the last three. I'll save all the panic and fear at not being able to pay bills or even buy the necessities, that's just a normal everyday fact for a great many people. I've been putting in applications and getting the "we don't want to hire yous" but everyones been there, too. I can handle it. I think.

I just wish I could do my writing and things. I wish I could keep my stress to myself so that my daughter doesn't feel that I'm angry with her all the time. I wish I could just sit back for a couple of minutes and forget how close to disaster we actually are.

I just want to focus. Because, if I can focus, I could find a way out of this. Or I could do the writing I want to do. Or I find something to do at home and pull in some money that way.

Lately, I just feel that there isn't a way out and that thought isn't a good one at all.

So there it it. My whine of the day.

I'm just going to keep pretending that it will be okay and, with luck, it will be.