Adulting- a VERY short post

This whole adult-thing, it’s not nearly as cool as I thought it would be. I’m not ever sure how it happened. I hope someone lost their job over it… letting me fall through the cracks in the system. No one asked me if I wanted to grow up (ok, lots of people probably did and I’m sure I enthusiastically agreed). There was no training manual. No crash courses. If I’d known… I wouldn’t have done it. “Being an adult is like looking both ways before crossing the street and then getting hit by an airplane.”

Yeah. So there’s that. I’m sure I’m feeling my age extra hard as my “baby” will be 13 in just over a week. Thirteen. So I have that to deal with. On top of finding a place for us to live. Dealing with asshole insurance companies who are refusing to pay for services because I “make too much”. Tell me how that works when we’re so close to the poverty line… There’s family stuff, there’s work stuff. There’s relationship stuff. I’m about – far away from repeating a mantra I learned in treatment. “Two tears in a bucket, mother fuck it!”

But it’s late. I’m tired and I need my meds and some sleep. The only reason I’m still up is because I made a commitment to posting twice a week on Wednesdays and Sundays and I’m an adult and that’s what we do.

Until next time.


Published by spiredone

I am what a majority of the general population would call "crazy" and at this point in my life, I wear that label with love. I am a lifelong circus act. I'm focusing on balance while learning to juggle. I write about deeply overwhelming emotions like grief and I also go out and perform stand up comedy. I am a constant work in progress, as we all are. So, join me on my journey if you'd like but respect is a must. Otherwise I'll have my elephant crush you in the center ring, under the Big Top. :) Seriously, who needs that negative shit in their life? Namaste.

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