TheOtherRick
Member
- Location
- Savannah Missouri
It feels like I'm in one presently, I make very poor choices, inappropriate postings, and feelings of just not caring what happens to me. I'm alone here, my social life was mostly doctor appointments and hospital stays, but now that's over so it's a good news bad news type of thing. good because the problem is gone, bad because I don't have a social life now.
Let me explain. I'm physically disabled I ride an electric wheelchair I haven't been out of the house for a long time now, so I live in an electronic world. My wife was my best friend she has been in a nursing home for four-plus years now, she is in a larger town near here, I talk with her on the phone, but haven't seen her in person forever.
I was able to go see her then lost my driver, then came the Covid lockdown, and then I became ill, which turned into doctor appointments and hospital stays that weren't fun at all but it got me back around people. Now that's over and I'm in solitary confinement again. Aside from the cats and my weed dude and spotty home health, I don't see anyone.
I'm letting things slide my physical appearance and cat care have gone to hell, I do feed ourselves, but they're lucky to get boxes cleaned. I haven't found my winter project yet, so I waste time on the internet and television I enjoy cussing out scammers that call me, but tell the truth I just don't care. Sometimes, I get the feeling that if I never woke up it wouldn't be a great tragedy. So there are the magic words, I just hope the men in white coats don't come to get me.
My old friends are gone, I don't care to take the time to make new ones, I'm childless, quite alone which was okay, but it's beginning to get to me.
Let me explain. I'm physically disabled I ride an electric wheelchair I haven't been out of the house for a long time now, so I live in an electronic world. My wife was my best friend she has been in a nursing home for four-plus years now, she is in a larger town near here, I talk with her on the phone, but haven't seen her in person forever.
I was able to go see her then lost my driver, then came the Covid lockdown, and then I became ill, which turned into doctor appointments and hospital stays that weren't fun at all but it got me back around people. Now that's over and I'm in solitary confinement again. Aside from the cats and my weed dude and spotty home health, I don't see anyone.
I'm letting things slide my physical appearance and cat care have gone to hell, I do feed ourselves, but they're lucky to get boxes cleaned. I haven't found my winter project yet, so I waste time on the internet and television I enjoy cussing out scammers that call me, but tell the truth I just don't care. Sometimes, I get the feeling that if I never woke up it wouldn't be a great tragedy. So there are the magic words, I just hope the men in white coats don't come to get me.
My old friends are gone, I don't care to take the time to make new ones, I'm childless, quite alone which was okay, but it's beginning to get to me.