I could see the place I wanted to be. Just over a ridge, as darkness fell. The road was too washed out for friends to get me close enough, with the amount of gear I needed to survive a long period, to be up there, for me to reach it in safety.
So I am stuck, still down here, still in the midst of a world that does not appear to want me, trying once more to be part of a society I am becoming more and more disgusted by. What before was disgust is rapidly turning into true depression, that even trying to be out of the sight and way of others, waiting out the days I have left is not allowed, apparently.
I'm tired of answering job ads and receiving no succor, so here is my own help wanted ad.
Wanted: A job that allows a man to rebuild his life after 4 years lacking gainful employment. Must be within skill sets I have or can develop, not ones I do not or have proven to lack ability in, so the best performance can be offered. Must allow one to thrive, not just barely scavenge by in life. Willing to take that chance?
Don't like this, tough. I'm done being nice, as few return the favor.
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