Hard To Explain

It's so incredibly hard to explain to others as to why you're not functioning properly.

It's hard to explain that something on your brain is the reason why you're not contacting family, friends, or pursuing a potential girlfriend.

It's hard to explain that suddenly, out of the blue, that after holding jobs for years that you're not able to hold one for any longer than a span of two months.

It's hard to explain my dirty home, after being clean for so long, and having an immense cat population problem that has piled up to the point that it that it may cost me my living space.

It's hard to explain that there are so many simple things that I should be taking care of and instead I sit mindlessly on a couch.

It's hard to explain how I can sit on a couch, mindlessly for 15 hours, not so much as being able to make food for myself or drink water.

My brother took me to the hospital to seek treatment for this. They didn't know what to do.

They ran several tests on me and they even brought in a mental crisis counselor.

The only thing they could respond with was, "Maybe you need to drink more water." They had no other ideas.

This cat and cleaning situation is at critical mass and must resolved immediately.

I'm all alone in the world.

Well actually not. But alone in the fact that no one I know has ever experienced this crap.

But I am a different breed.

If my odds are 1,000,000 - 1 of getting through all of this and I still got that "1", then I like my odds. Because that's how I roll.