This is the last day of July. The month started off alright. It wasn't that Summery. It was overcast, damp & fairly mild temps. Then the tail end got here. It stayed hazy, while the humidity & temps cranked up. I haven't handled this part of the month. I'm not sleeping well & it's leading me to feel off, sick & anxious.
Tomorrow starts August. I have expectations for that month & they're all bad. I think this is going to be a bad month. It feels like a lot is coming my way & I probably won't be able to handle it. I think this is going to be a month of loss. It's the last month of my birth year. It's the last month I'll be in my 50s.
I really needed a good Summer. Just another thing on the list I never got. I don't need to see September. I don't need more trips around the circle. I would gladly just step off the ride. I'm tired of feeling like this. I hate knowing my life peaked decades ago & it wasn't that great. I broke the GenX rule. I should've died young. I wouldn't have had to see what a disaster I became.
Goodbye July, you failed at being a good Summer month.
Cya...



















