Cici n'est pas un appeler au secours.
When you see yourself in a crowded room
Do your fingers itch, are you pistol-whipped
Will you step in line or release the glitch
Can you fall asleep with a panic switch
I feel thin and tattered. Being on 60% pay for eight months with an uncertain job future in a wrecked job market is taking it's toll. My insurance company is still being a bunch of dipshits over a claim from last year. Having the boys gone with their mom for most of the summer isn't the vacation you might think. I'm not ready to have a son who is a senior in high school, although I know he will make me proud. The ac is out in my black suburban and this city's slogan is "Famously Hot". There's burnout at work although I think most of us are trying to manage our attitudes lest we all pull each other down. I've been at Gigs' throat for most of the summer. I've been taking Xanax off and on, debatably as needed, for anxiety. Sometimes it helps. Insomnia isn't helping. Taking the Suburban out Saturday to gas it up, I turned left to the station rather than right to self-admit.
I.am.trying.to.manage.it.
But I want to lose my shit, it's too exhausting holding it together.
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Do your fingers itch, are you pistol-whipped
Will you step in line or release the glitch
Can you fall asleep with a panic switch
I feel thin and tattered. Being on 60% pay for eight months with an uncertain job future in a wrecked job market is taking it's toll. My insurance company is still being a bunch of dipshits over a claim from last year. Having the boys gone with their mom for most of the summer isn't the vacation you might think. I'm not ready to have a son who is a senior in high school, although I know he will make me proud. The ac is out in my black suburban and this city's slogan is "Famously Hot". There's burnout at work although I think most of us are trying to manage our attitudes lest we all pull each other down. I've been at Gigs' throat for most of the summer. I've been taking Xanax off and on, debatably as needed, for anxiety. Sometimes it helps. Insomnia isn't helping. Taking the Suburban out Saturday to gas it up, I turned left to the station rather than right to self-admit.
I.am.trying.to.manage.it.
But I want to lose my shit, it's too exhausting holding it together.
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