Big garage sale or bonfire

No job, no career prospects, legal trouble, no health, socially
isolated, parents frail and fading, not close to family, lost my
friends, no romantic/life partner, no future

Seems less I have in life, more stuff and disorganized papers all
around me
What an odd combo contradiction ? Seems I had fewer papers and shit
when I thought I had a stable job and life.

I think i'm gonna have a big yard sale or bonfire

Start giving away or selling stuff

On Mon, 7 Jul 2008 18:44:38 -0700 (PDT), PaulB <pbca1965@aim.com>
wrote:

>No job, no career prospects, legal trouble, no health, socially
>isolated, parents frail and fading, not close to family, lost my
>friends, no romantic/life partner, no future
>
>Seems less I have in life, more stuff and disorganized papers all
>around me
>What an odd combo contradiction ? Seems I had fewer papers and shit
>when I thought I had a stable job and life.
>
>I think i'm gonna have a big yard sale or bonfire
>
>Start giving away or selling stuff


and when you are done with that, would you please just come over here
and shoot me? i have about had it with life right now.
i'm losing all faith. i'm rock bottom.

thank you,

g

On Mon, 7 Jul 2008 18:44:38 -0700 (PDT), PaulB wrote:


> I think i'm gonna have a big yard sale or bonfire

I've thought about that.
>
> Start giving away or selling stuff

I can give away, but the garage sale idea is intimidating. People would
start wondering why I keep all this junk.

Fig, the Compulsive Hoarder

On Mon, 07 Jul 2008 22:16:26 -0500, Gigglz wrote:

> and when you are done with that, would you please just come over here
> and shoot me?

It's against the law to shoot tall furry creatures with pointed ears.

> i have about had it with life right now.
> i'm losing all faith. i'm rock bottom.

Faith in what? And where is rock bottom? <just wondering whether I've been
there yet).

Fig

On Tue, 8 Jul 2008 02:37:30 -0400, Figaro
<figaro_awa@NOSPAM.hotmail.com> wrote:

>On Mon, 07 Jul 2008 22:16:26 -0500, Gigglz wrote:
>
>> and when you are done with that, would you please just come over here
>> and shoot me?
>
>It's against the law to shoot tall furry creatures with pointed ears.

that's really a shame.

>
>> i have about had it with life right now.
>> i'm losing all faith. i'm rock bottom.
>
>Faith in what? And where is rock bottom? <just wondering whether I've been
>there yet).
>
>Fig

faith in everything.
rock bottom is here. have you been here? if not, you are welcome any
time, but B.Y.O.B. ;-\

giggz

Same here. I'm 56 and tired of life. Nothing to look forward to,
nothing during the day to make me happy, no relatives, very few friends,
no job, and I'm just about giving up on living. My depression is always
with me, my GAD is a constant wet rag on everyday living, and PA's are
always around the corner if I am not careful with my thoughts. Tired of
Xanax and Ativan and prozac. Tired of seeing a shrink every 8 weeks
just for the purpose of getting meds ( there is nothing more to talk
about to him), and today is the day I have to go down to Manhattan, Ny.
My friend drives me down because I'm too scared to get on a subway
train. And a fee of $120 per visit hurts me financially. My stomach
right now is in knots, I feel scared, and I should be used to going
downtown in midday to see the shrink but I am never able to stop this
habit of fear. So...I am taking 4 mg of xanax now and Imodium to
prevent any stomach emergencies. This is no life. But I have to
remember that most of the world is suffering in one way or another. I
let this disorder ruin my life. I could have been a teacher or RN.
There is no chance now of ever seeking a job. Besides, employers don't
want nervous people. So...I've succumbed to my situation, and so be it.
But I did have somewhat of a good childhood, even though my Mom suffered
from Huntingtons Disease, which is worse than Parkinsons's disease. I
excelled in everything I did until the age of 26. Couldn't walk the dog
without running home thinking I was having a heart attack. Oh forget
it. Enough whining. It is what it is. Maybe in my next life, I will
be dealt a better deck of cards to play with. I missed the boat in this
life time, and there are no new boats coming to get me. I have lost. I
just exist.

Goldfinger

On Tue, 8 Jul 2008 13:21:00 -0400, MisterGoldfinger@webtv.net (Mister
Goldfinger) wrote:

>Same here. I'm 56 and tired of life. Nothing to look forward to,
>nothing during the day to make me happy, no relatives, very few friends,
>no job, and I'm just about giving up on living. My depression is always
>with me, my GAD is a constant wet rag on everyday living, and PA's are
>always around the corner if I am not careful with my thoughts. Tired of
>Xanax and Ativan and prozac. Tired of seeing a shrink every 8 weeks
>just for the purpose of getting meds ( there is nothing more to talk
>about to him), and today is the day I have to go down to Manhattan, Ny.
>My friend drives me down because I'm too scared to get on a subway
>train. And a fee of $120 per visit hurts me financially. My stomach
>right now is in knots, I feel scared, and I should be used to going
>downtown in midday to see the shrink but I am never able to stop this
>habit of fear. So...I am taking 4 mg of xanax now and Imodium to
>prevent any stomach emergencies. This is no life. But I have to
>remember that most of the world is suffering in one way or another. I
>let this disorder ruin my life. I could have been a teacher or RN.
>There is no chance now of ever seeking a job. Besides, employers don't
>want nervous people. So...I've succumbed to my situation, and so be it.
>But I did have somewhat of a good childhood, even though my Mom suffered
>from Huntingtons Disease, which is worse than Parkinsons's disease. I
>excelled in everything I did until the age of 26. Couldn't walk the dog
>without running home thinking I was having a heart attack. Oh forget
>it. Enough whining. It is what it is. Maybe in my next life, I will
>be dealt a better deck of cards to play with. I missed the boat in this
>life time, and there are no new boats coming to get me. I have lost. I
>just exist.
>
>Goldfinger

i'm so sorry, ((((((((((((((((((((M.G.))))))))))))))))))))))))

i understand :-(

sending you peace and hope!

hugs,
gigglz

Figaro wrote:
> On Mon, 7 Jul 2008 18:44:38 -0700 (PDT), PaulB wrote:
>
>
>> I think i'm gonna have a big yard sale or bonfire
>
> I've thought about that.
>> Start giving away or selling stuff
>
> I can give away, but the garage sale idea is intimidating. People would
> start wondering why I keep all this junk.
>
> Fig, the Compulsive Hoarder

I knew one guy who read his daily paper on the recliner. Next to the
recliner was a pile of papers about 4 foot around and 4 foot tall, he
couldn't get himself to throw away the old newspapers.

Tony