Life sucks big time!
I'll start at the beginning of this downward spiral, or wait, maybe I should go farther back and really make all of you feel pathetic in your own "oh, my life sucks" stories, some of which are so damn pathetic I had to laugh cuz your life can not suck as bad as mine did and still does. First let me just say that when I was able to work my life was great cuz I always made very good money for my age and my talents which were sales and tenacity, now are just a pipe dream.
It started when I was around 9 years old I was molested by my uncle but blocked it out so my parents never knew although my mom knew something happened but never pushed the issue (go figure cuz my dad didn't do anything when I was 15 and almost raped by the man I was babysitting for, no big surprise there). So, any ways as a teenager I was raped or date raped whatever you wanna call it these days, too many times to count. Then when I was 19 I was forced to give a guy a bj and that time my parents actually reported it, maybe because we were in a different state and all. (I harbor NO bad feelings as that was my past)
When I was 21 I married a man that raped me daily, beat me, gave me crabs, gave me herpes which now I have to live with for the rest of my life, yippy! Oh wait, it gets better I assure you this story is far from being over.
I left him shortly after we married, to then fall in love and marry again, only this time to a pedophile and at that time I already had a 6 year old daughter and 2 year old son. He started molesting her within a year after we married, I found this out after 6 years of marriage so you can just imagine the blow I took when everything fell apart. So we were divorced. (my daughter did turn out very well for what she went through)
Then I got sick and was in a lot of pain but couldn't figure out what the hell was wrong with me until a PA told me, matter of fact like, that I have Fibromyalgia and Ankylosing Spondylitis, of which I had no clue what the hell either were so continued life as normal, as I did have good days too. Single mom of 3 kids all 4 years apart from each other, worked almost 2 hours away 8-10 hours a day with only 1 day off a week and tend to kids and deal with the pain from FMS, which I still had no clue about it.
So fast forward 4 years of off and on working, trying to make it by but having to reduce hours and/or quit my jobs due to the pain it was causing me. I did finally get my ssa after that 4 years even though my attorney said no way is this judge going to give it to you because I had been trying to work. The judge saw my point of view that I would much rather work than make a measly (at that time) $600 something, and that he should see that, as I did try to continue to work, and he did and granted me my disability.
The following year I was remarried to a wonderful husband whom I am still married to and we started a Tile installation biz which we had to close at the end of that same year due to the economy crashing. My husband went to mowing and had been with the same company for almost a whole 3 years when we were in an accident (I'll get to that later)
At the end of the following year we lost everything and were homeless so my friend took us in until we got a tax return so that we could get back on our feet. We did, we bought a 5th wheel (not knowing what all we were getting ourselves into) and had it set up to live in, so that we would never be homeless again. We moved into it over 2 years ago and are still living in it today but now with another homeless couple that have nothing to offer but a little help here and there.
After spending a year and a half in the 5th wheel we realized it was not made for winter living so our plan was to get into a rental by that winter and we would have but then on Oct 5th of that year the accidents happened, which has taken a major toll on us.
Our son was hit by a truck on his bicycle one morning and we were on our way to the hospital to see him when we were hit by a dui driver. Since then life has literally been a living hell, especially for me and my son (my husband has had to be the strong one through this so I know it has also been a living hell for him too) as it affects any parent(s) to have their child injured then act different and to be in a whole lotta pain, many nights I have spent and do spend crying because of his pain and suffering, though I do have my good days as does he.
My husband has not been able to work since the accident and he did get some reimbursement but they stopped doing that because his spinal doctor wouldn't tell the insurance company that he couldn't work, so he suffers in pain while doing side jobs until he can find someone willing to hire him in this situation...not likely happening. Oh, the worst part is he can no longer be treated as he exhausted his pip which the attorney told us after racking up over $2K in medical bills, one of which we are making payments on no matter what because we need this doctor, if we ever have the money to see him again. He is the only doctor out of all the doctors he has seen that has given him relief from pain, all natural!
My son wants to work but since the accident his head is messed up and he already had a learning disability as it is. His pain is chronic so he is getting somewhat used to it, he suffers from constant headaches/migraines, back and neck pain and his shoulders/back/neck are so tight it's like a very tight band or something. He is now very depressed, emotional, gets irritated easily, can't concentrate; and sleep, what is that? He can't get good enough sleep to save his life!
SO, how do you feel about your life now?
Wait, I'm not done...I was able to go back to work last spring and I was so very much so loving it and wanting to continue as I had a very cool boss, too. He still wants me to work for him and I have also been given another work opportunity (see people who know me want me to work for them) and I would love to take up both offers but now I can't.
See, after 6 months of feeling great and working and helping other people, helping my friend who is a single mom, etc, something happened to me and I thought I was going crazy or something but finally pinned down what it was that happened. After all that I did those 6 months I developed what we call Fibro-Fog though you may know it as Brain-Fog.
After I am done writing this, my brain will be mush for the rest of the day, yippy...and I'm an avid reader but today I won't be able to read because I chose to write this story. Now all's I'll be able to do is veg in front of the tv :(
Thanks for reading my sucky-ass life - the only good parts of my life are:
A) My Husband rawks!
B) My other 2 kids are doing great!
C) My parents are still married and alive!
D) My Jeep
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I'm sorry...
I may think my life sucks ( and it does..try living it ) but I wouldnt want to live yours..
Hey.. at least you have your kids and a husband that rawks!!!
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