Just venting...

[Guest guest]

Well I am going to vent some depresing thoughts with the group. I am

discusted that I used to have alot of friends and buisiness

contacts. I was a highly respected locksmith in Atlanta. life seemed

to be at least decent. I had a horrable year two years ago on a

personal level. In one weekend my then wifes daughter ran away and

made some awful accusations against my wife and I which we later

found out she had gotten pregnant and just wanted to move in with her

boyfriend, so after having my home and life invaded by the

authorities and finally cleared when it all came out. Then my brother

came with vengance in mind and informed me that my dad who was there

at my birth was not my real dad. (like 39 years later I need to know

this) Yes, I had a complete melt down.

Suffice it to say I made it through it all, picked up my feet and

moved on.

Now the mold stuff. I am now feeling like I am in the twilight

zone. I have managed to have the friends that still talk to me tell

me they are just to busy to keep hearing about my problems and that

they have all moved on from it.. (must be nice) During this I have

lost my wife, family, job, home, life possesions and feel a bit

empty. The others have, or are ignoring my phone calls or have gone

as far as changing thier number. The rest like me to visit when they

need some work done or something but then it turns to listening to

all thier probs, which is ok, but what about me. You know that

song " I want to talk about me " I think toby keith..... Mostly I just

want a friend to be around to be a friend. Have a problem and they

all disperse like flys when you pick up the fly swatter.

Well I have given you a word out of a letter but I am just venting to

my only friend, my computer. God what has this world come to?

I am not asking for any sympathy as I am probobly echoing what most

of you have felt at one time or another during this but I just had to

vent a little. I hope this does not make any of you think that I am

wacked but I sure feel that way sometimes.

Thanks for wasting your time reading this.

Chris...