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I'm scared about asking my boss about reducing my hours and going part time. First it's a big change for me who has been working ft straight for about 16 years and for the past years focused on ft work (I've been laid off a couple of times). But I have to ask before monday since Medicare and other insurance starts in August, or continue to work ft until I'm ready for ft retirement in which case I might have a gap in coverage. But it's a big decision and I have to make it but I am scared.
 
I'm not ok. I have intermittent pain from the gall bladder area. i've already been to the hospital twice. Unless I show pain they don't think there's a problem. I have a fever

What's worse is my son threatening suicide. I don't know what to do, I told him many times where help is, the crisis lines, the hot lines, the hospital. He's not responding anymore when I told him to pick up dry clothes here. I wont sleep. I've done the best I thought I could, I don't know what to do but he can't come back in here with me. Anyone that prays please pray. I just cant do this anymore, there's absolutely total disrespect and hate for me. I will be evicted if I dont stick to keeping him out. He says he doesn't hate me but it shows with every word, outburst and action... I feel like I've done what I can, I dont' want him hurting but he's got to take responsiblity. I dont know what else there is to do, all the helping hasn't helped him. I feel sick but going to the hospital seems useless at this point. There's no one in my life I can talk to about this. I don't even know if God cares or hears anything.
 

Lane

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Not doing too well today. I had my head doctors appointment yesterday. I found it really stressful and worried about how i came across.

Im also missing my ex relationship person. Feeling really crap and depressed about everything. I really cant be bothered with work today also. Roll on the depressing weekend.
Sorry that youre having a tough time Inastorm. Please be kind to yourself and hopefully have a good weekend, do something just for you. *console
 

Lane

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I'm not ok. I have intermittent pain from the gall bladder area. i've already been to the hospital twice. Unless I show pain they don't think there's a problem. I have a fever

What's worse is my son threatening suicide. I don't know what to do, I told him many times where help is, the crisis lines, the hot lines, the hospital. He's not responding anymore when I told him to pick up dry clothes here. I wont sleep. I've done the best I thought I could, I don't know what to do but he can't come back in here with me. Anyone that prays please pray. I just cant do this anymore, there's absolutely total disrespect and hate for me. I will be evicted if I dont stick to keeping him out. He says he doesn't hate me but it shows with every word, outburst and action... I feel like I've done what I can, I dont' want him hurting but he's got to take responsiblity. I dont know what else there is to do, all the helping hasn't helped him. I feel sick but going to the hospital seems useless at this point. There's no one in my life I can talk to about this. I don't even know if God cares or hears anything.
I don't think your son hates you. My son, 30, for years was nasty to me. It hurt. I came to the realization that it was himself he wasn't happy with. It was to a point where others noticed his snarky attitude, and almost caused a fight between my niece and him. She's very protective of me. I hope your son comes around Reality. Big *console'S.
 

Lane

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So glad it's Friday. The change in the program has me stressed. They keep adding on new things to remember and I'm expected to produce while others still can't even get in.

The house has been quiet with my daughter at her boyfriends and niece booked a hotel room to get away from the "heat and craziness". I feel lost in a way, when the house is empty and my son doesn't really talk to me.

Today going to pick up supplies with my coworker for the team barbecue tomorrow. Hope it doesn't rain.
 

AvidFan

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Thanks @Inastorm 2 months ago I was running up the steepest hill for miles, conquering it and getting to the top yelling "You don't break me, you hear that motherfucker? You DON'T FUCKING BREAK ME." (I stole the line off Boyd in From shouting at the monsters lol). People probably thought I was mad. Today I walked meekly along a flat path listening to the birdsong and looking at the sky and just whispered, "Ok you win, looks like you broke me after all." Not sure who I was addressing. Just life I suppose.

I bought a gig ticket yesterday for October and am wondering if I'll even be able to stand for 2 hours the way my body is letting me down at the moment or even if I'll still be alive. I've had a lot thrown at me the last year with work, finances, house problems. health, deaths, losses. Then this whole health thing hasn't even been gradual, it's like I lost my identity and my fitness and my social life overnight. I wanted to go to my running group tonight, I told myself I could take it really easy, but I didn't even feel confident enough to jog lightly. I'm not special, this happens to everyone sooner or later but it's just happened so quickly and I wasn't prepared for it. I was musing earlier it would have been better if I'd carried on smoking, drinking and generally being self destructive from the age of 30 instead of stopping the bad habits and taking up exercise. I could have been done with all this by now instead of setting myself up to have a perfectly functioning cardiovascular system that will keep going strong and keep me alive for years while the rest of my body falls to bits around it.

I hope you are doing OK I know you are struggling as well and have your own battles and issues. I'm going to try to cook some pasta and watch a bit of Glastonbury. Sorry for rambling on and being depressing.
 

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