Still Alive, Just in a Deep Hole
I'm still alive… I'm still coming to work… but the things happening with Liza and the kids have just gotten me into a state where I don't care about pretty much anything. If it weren't for this job, I might just get in a car and drive somewhere… No real idea where, probably not any better for me because I have to face my future and not run away from it, but given that my future is being (not) decided by Liza, and she's making no indications that she's interested in talking to me - let alone seeing me, or even living with me again, I'm really at a loss of where to go and what to do.
The kids aren't even texting back, and when their Mom is being like Liza, I can't really say that I blame them. She's not taking me seriously, so why should they? They are teenagers, after all, and that is almost the definition of self-absorption. So they aren't communicating, Liza isn't communicating… it's like they are dead - but I know they aren't, and their ignoring me is purposeful.
Sticks and stones can sure break bones when aimed with angry art.
Words can sting like anything, but silence breaks the heart.
Yup. Wonderful times I'm living in these days. Just wonderful.