bigsteve
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Hey all... haven't been around much, just too much going on. And, if you don't mind, I just need to write down some things and get them off my chest. I've gone the usual route (best friends, neighbors, loved ones) already, but I still need to vent, and hopefully get some more support. So, if you don't care, please don't do me any favors and keep reading. I'll understand. And, to all others, thanks for caring.... here's my week of hell.
First, my Silverado decides to take a crap on me. Less than 55K miles on it, and the transmission decides to break. So, I'm now paying $415 a month for something I can't drive until I scrape up the money to fix it. Luckily I have another truck, but it's just a beater, and not entirely reliable, therefore I hate driving it.
Second, my great grandmother is diagnosed with a form of cancer. They don't know how long she's got, probably not long being as she's in her 80's. And I'm very close to her, and don't know what I'll do when she's gone.
Then, my kinda ex-gilfriend, who I still love very much may have ovarian cancer. Not a huge deal, but still not a cake-walk for a 18 year old woman.
And, I don't know if anyone else has heard but Richmond, Va. got hit very hard with a storm last week, and was almost completely underwater. Well, my uncle was in a very bad accident down there and was paralyzed from the neck down. He was transported to the hospital and re-gained feeling in his arms, but not legs. There was a bone laying on his spine, but they'd have to wait until he stabilized to operate. Well, he never did and died last night. I wasn't very close to him, but close enough that it definitely put a damper on things.
Then, yesterday I was setting my 29g. back up to move my silver oranda (best I can tell... if so, pretty rare fish) goldfish into from his 10g. Well, my ignorant self, in a hurry because I had somewhere to be, didn't check the water temperature. It ended up being way too hot, sent him into shock, and killed him. I've had this fish for a very looooooong time, and was very attached. To me, it was like seeing your dog laying in the street after being hit by a car.
Yes, I cried... I don't know if it was because of everything, or just because of the fish. I loved that fish.
I will miss that fish, I'll miss my uncle, and I'll miss my great grandmother when she passes. The truck can be fixed. My ex-girlfriend can be somewhat cured, my great grandmother may be ok for another 10 years... but, nobody can bring back my uncle or my fish.
Anyway... sorry to bore everyone, but I had to write my feelings down, and I know you guys are a great audience, so I'd rather get some feedback than write it down on a peice of paper and throw it away. Thanks to all who read this far... thanks for caring.
First, my Silverado decides to take a crap on me. Less than 55K miles on it, and the transmission decides to break. So, I'm now paying $415 a month for something I can't drive until I scrape up the money to fix it. Luckily I have another truck, but it's just a beater, and not entirely reliable, therefore I hate driving it.
Second, my great grandmother is diagnosed with a form of cancer. They don't know how long she's got, probably not long being as she's in her 80's. And I'm very close to her, and don't know what I'll do when she's gone.
Then, my kinda ex-gilfriend, who I still love very much may have ovarian cancer. Not a huge deal, but still not a cake-walk for a 18 year old woman.
And, I don't know if anyone else has heard but Richmond, Va. got hit very hard with a storm last week, and was almost completely underwater. Well, my uncle was in a very bad accident down there and was paralyzed from the neck down. He was transported to the hospital and re-gained feeling in his arms, but not legs. There was a bone laying on his spine, but they'd have to wait until he stabilized to operate. Well, he never did and died last night. I wasn't very close to him, but close enough that it definitely put a damper on things.
Then, yesterday I was setting my 29g. back up to move my silver oranda (best I can tell... if so, pretty rare fish) goldfish into from his 10g. Well, my ignorant self, in a hurry because I had somewhere to be, didn't check the water temperature. It ended up being way too hot, sent him into shock, and killed him. I've had this fish for a very looooooong time, and was very attached. To me, it was like seeing your dog laying in the street after being hit by a car.
I will miss that fish, I'll miss my uncle, and I'll miss my great grandmother when she passes. The truck can be fixed. My ex-girlfriend can be somewhat cured, my great grandmother may be ok for another 10 years... but, nobody can bring back my uncle or my fish.
Anyway... sorry to bore everyone, but I had to write my feelings down, and I know you guys are a great audience, so I'd rather get some feedback than write it down on a peice of paper and throw it away. Thanks to all who read this far... thanks for caring.
