gotta write this morning. WTF is goin on with me? all the way back to confused, pissed, happy, sad, pissed and guilty?! Why guilty?! what the hell is that about?
It's day 50. Got REALLY sick of the drama in the brothers of may this past week. One minute I hate the guys who are holier than thou you gotta post within the first 30 seconds of waking up bullshit, then the next minute, I see their point. Wastepanel says take what you need for your quit, leave the rest behind. So I did, but couldn't stop reading all the clamor. Then this morning I start reading the Kern Story (which I have read 10 times before) but I stumble on stuff that is being written like 7 years after this guy died.
By his kids.
It's been like 7 years and they are still in incredible pain. Horrible fucking agony because their daddy is gone.
So in response to that I sob like I haven't ever, in my life, done. Asking God why he did that to them and not me. I have been putting that shit in my face since 4th grade and I am still here with the chance to quit but Tom isn't here. And his kids are missing their dad.
Guilt?!
Not an expected symptom of quit. But it has been coming on pretty strong for the last week or so.
OK, got that out there.
Gotta go post up some support for a Brother of May that seems to be teetering. If I don't, feels like I might be teetering soon.