Now why in the world would I do that? I mean really, what is there to talk about? And what could you possibly do to help? My Uncle is dead; he shouldn't be. I feel Awful; same old same old really, just add a dead Uncle in to the mix this time (and a grandmother in the hospital, just recently officially diagnosed with the dementia we all knew she was suffering from). *shrug* I don't have any real idea about what is going on; well, you can't do much about that really. I could make a phone call or two, that would probably help. But if they've dropped me, if they're done with me, if I've once again slipped off the radar then why should I bother them?
No, calling you would not do either of us any good. You don't really want to hear me bitch and moan and as much as I like to help and to listen, if you have something you need to unburden then, well I am really in no shape to oblige right now, I'm sorry.
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