Digging my own grave.
So, since September my mother and father have been trying to get me SSI– disability I don’t talk about my faults and flaws often because most of them are my own fault. And I will continue to be vague and discreet. I used to open up my rib-cage and share my soul to anyone who would listen. Now, i have been privileged to have a fiance, two friends, and an amazing family. All just a heartbeat, text or call away I had to contact a new friend today just to listen to me for a few (about 15 minutes) because I have no one else. And her and her fiance are fantastic. I am so lucky. Also, I hope no one in my life has to go through what I did this afternoon. Not hanging out with a potential friend but being made to feel like an idiot.
Oh, and you are correct– still don’t open about those ailments. Shucks.