Hello friends,
I don't know what I expect from you all, but I have no where else to turn to. This is my cry for help. I would cry real tears if I could, but somehow I can't.
As you know from my last few posts, I'm feeling that life is an ongoing struggle with the Y"H, empty, and lonely. I wish that I felt fulfilled and genuinely happy. I go through the motions of living each day. I spend hours at work waiting for the day to end so that I can leave and go home. I can't believe someone with a job, a place to live, a wife and kids is writing these words, but I am.
Yesterday I called in to the 12-step program call. This is my last hope. Duvid said it himself, whoever called in is doing this because nothing else worked. My only hope is that this program will work. If G-d forbid it doesn't... I don't even want to think about it. This call, and the few minutes I have to play with my children, are the only things I have to look forward to each day.
As I started, I don't expect any earth-shattering responses from you all. I just had to get this off my chest. I find that expressing ourselves, and coming to terms with our emotions, usually helps.
When I'm up, up very up. when I'm down, I'm very down. And I don't do drugs.