The Loneliest Day Of My Life
Today was the loneliest day of my life.
If you consider how old I am and where and how I’ve lived, you have to know that to have been the loneliest day of my life, I must have been pretty f*cking lonely today.
I’ve been suffering some pain in my abdomen the past couple days.
Today it was at it’s worst. Â I had to leave work around 3:30pm because it was so unbearable.
I thought something was about to explode inside. Â Sharp pains and bloatedness.
I raced home because I just didn’t know if I was going to pass out while driving on the highway on my way home or walking home from my parking garage.
I raced home to be somewhere comfortable because if I dropped dead, it would be a long time until anyone that cared would know. Â I know it’s crazy thinking but I wanted to be in the comforts of my own home should anything happen to me. Â It’s completely morbid, but that is just how I think.
That made me feel really lonely. Â I have no one.
And what added to it was that I contemplated going to the hospital. Â Do I go alone? Â I barely felt like I could drive but who could really drive me? Â Everyone was at work. Â That would mean that I’d have to call someone to come get me and drive me to a hospital and have to endure 15-20 minutes more of blinding pain. Â I didn’t know if I could wait that long.
And even if I wanted to go to the hospital, I don’t even know where it is!
HOW COULD I BE SO IRRESPONSIBLE?
Not only am I in pain, but I’m also hard on myself for not knowing where the hospital is after living here 4+ months.
Get with the program!
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