Isolation

 




Finally made some decent chicken pot pies.

And cream cheese! I wasted half gallon of milk for 1/3 cup cheese!! Lol 



There is no coming back from this. I've been tortured too much. I can't even speak to anyone now. I'm afraid to go out of my house.  

I nearly pass out if the phone rings or have to get the mail.

My life is over outside this trailer.


I'm happy with the cats and making pretty things. And some good movies. I will work for my country until my last breath. 

I'm so tired of my cooking. I have to do everything at least twice because I burn everything.

I simply cannot learn anything new. My hands no longer work.

It's been 2 years since I had food from a restaurant. The only time Danny showed up in 4 plus years

I am completely without human contact.  I haven't been able to let anyone touch me for 2 years.


People want to hig strangers

It's weird people!


KEEP YOUR GODDAMNED HANDS OFF ME


Comments

  1. BFebruary 14, 2025 at 10:39 AM

    Hug

    This phone is on it's last leg. I'll die without tv

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  2. BFebruary 14, 2025 at 10:53 AM

    Old dogs and children and watermelon wine

    https://www.facebook.com/share/v/1GoqNFiXCQ/?mibextid=rS40aB7S9Ucbxw6v

    . A good memory of that wonderful man I called husband. We were making watermelon wine one evening and singing this song. I wonder how we grew up and forgot what was important.

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  3. BFebruary 14, 2025 at 3:16 PM

    I used lard and frozen bacon grease and a little chicken broth in the crust. So tender and flavor full

    ReplyDelete
  4. BFebruary 16, 2025 at 8:00 AM

    God-damned annoying fucking useless hands! I drop and spill everything I touch

    So annoying!
    I swear I will take a hammer and beat the god-damned worthless POS hands apart!

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  5. BFebruary 25, 2025 at 12:38 PM

    Being ignored causes the same physical discomfort as being hit
    https://www.facebook.com/reel/1316559619489842?mibextid=rS40aB7S9Ucbxw6v

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