Micoondunese, here’s this:
"I have crawled back into my childhood state: I am 7
I am here at a table, trying not to write a fable
about where I’m at.
For the last couple of years have been regret and sorrow
many a time I gave up on a tomorrow.
Huge issues of PSTD were not addressed and so I stared at walls in distress.
My mum died in February. I miss her dearly. It really hurts, and the family won’t her go. So I am not keen on the money and pagan draining event that happens yearly.
Jesus was born and that is great but because I don’t drive I won’t see family or far away distant mates.
I have 5 stepdaughters who love me true and in that I am not blue.
Doing what I can to keep busy and kind, friendship and purpose in my town I do find. Distance and stress may tell me to be lonely but with an understanding doctor, pleasant friends and parishioners it is all good and Emotions only.
Mum understood me but she gave up on herself and went too soon and dad is 72 and far far away. He said after holidays he would come and see me, a caravan park up the road from me he would stay.
It is all good you see. I have Asperger’s and don’t like Human nature or the way they act but if I keep busy and accept my lot, politeness and accepting being slow makes me an asset and that’s a fact."