Release
By Lifeless
Please note this was submitted as “Other” it was going to be a rant
but I don’t have the emotional strength to apply the verve and intensity
a rant would require.
2005 began with my paycheck ending. I was part of a 15% work force reduction
from one of the largest companies on the planet. I had a high-end, high
profile position and was on my way to a notable promotion. Being in a “limbo”
state at that particular time made it an easy decision for elimination.
To be unemotionally tossed on the corporate death pile. Fifteen years in
Information Technology and it all ended with a thud. My specialization
was so attuned to proprietary systems, products and resources that my usefulness
outside the company is nil. Seven months of unemployment has taken its
toll in so many ways. The house, the cars the livelihood…the happiness
is gone. Not like there was much happiness anyway. The severance package
was nice but has dwindled to nothing. I was never materialistic but the
humiliation to borrow money for insulin is hard to bear.
All personal relationships have waned and died years ago. Now my last relationship
with my computer is about to die as well since the power disconnect notice
arrived. What’s left to give or have taken from me? My soul?
I left the dismal and decrepit town of Joplin, Missouri behind over twenty
years ago and I never looked back. Now I’m forced to return as the last
remaining people who care for me are letting me back in their home. Their
golden years of contentment ripped away by an intruder…a loser.
Where do you turn when there is nothing left? Life regression…one step
away from homelessness. I came from nothing and spent decades making something
of myself. I had the respect of my peers, subordinates and supervisors…all
of whom can no longer look me in the face. They turn and hide their faces
in embarrassed shame for me.
I’m forced back into a world that last I was in I was a teenager. All
I know has changed, evolved and mutated. There’s nothing to look forward
to. The light at the end of the tunnel? My tunnel caved in.
I’ve been feeling that familiar dread…the sweats, trembling, clamminess,
and anxiety from low blood sugar. Probably about 50 by now…and dropping.
Was it too much of my last dose of Novolin? No…not eating in the last
nine hours more likely. Would it really be suicide if I don’t dive for
the sugar or the “new improved taste” of the fruit flavored glucose
tablets? What if I were to just sit here and do nothing? Then would come
the confusion, seizures, coma and ultimately…death. Is it suicide? Is
it suicide?
I’ve lived alone for seven years. Days pass without people hearing from
me anyway. Why not just sit back and let it happen? I feel I’d welcome
the sweet release.
Comments on "Release"
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On Saturday, July 9, 2005, Ablebody Peckawood
(38) wrote:
Your no loser I too have bitten into a shit sandwich. But after years my life is finally coming back together. For you I hope your life will get back togher and your shitty times will pass quickly.
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On Saturday, July 9, 2005, Sin
(1168) wrote:
my heart and prayers go out to you...i can only say that with each new day brings new prospects so dont give up, hope may be on the horizon ~kristy
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On Saturday, July 9, 2005, Eladrim
(47) wrote:
for what it's worth, there is always hope in the uncertainty of the future. as easily as it can be bad, it can be good. noone can know whether tomorrow will hold something horrible or something magnificent -Jesse
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On Saturday, July 9, 2005, sIo
(926) wrote:
letting yourself die because you don't know how to go on, is not fair to yourself. can you honestly say if you died today you would be happier somewhere else? a new place....new surroundings...something much more unfamiliar to you than this life.
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On Saturday, July 9, 2005, sIo
(926) wrote:
this is what you've known for years, and this life is given to you once...you have eternity to spend it somewhere else. would you like it to be an eternity of regret and shame?
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On Saturday, July 9, 2005, sIo
(926) wrote:
life is hard and there is no getting around that. you should know that, and i believe you do. life doesn't have a threshold. there's no breaking point at which you can say 'oh ok, too hard, i'm leaving'. you have to stick with it. you have to try.
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On Saturday, July 9, 2005, Lifeless
(39) wrote:
Reality…I'd probably dredge on. You realize without hope it's difficult. I also happen to be a coward…that feeling when the blood sugar drops dangerously, to me, is worse that any physical or emotional pain I’ve ever experienced.
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On Saturday, July 9, 2005, sIo
(926) wrote:
i realize that in reality you probably won't kill yourself, but even by thinking about it you put yourself in danger of bad mentality for where you are. you're right, without hope life is even harder to complete. that's where you have to find it yourself.
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On Saturday, July 9, 2005, Lifeless
(39) wrote:
You have my respect *bows*