Tuesday, March 24, 2009

I feel like a Gurka

Life is a frenzy at this moment, dear Readers. I have hired an attorney at the last moment. I cannot handle this by myself. Knowing I was going to "throw in the towel" would've been the WRONG statement and answer to 11 years of living a life with someone else, sharing, growing, developing, then the inevitable. I don't know where this will take me, some moments I don't care, but! I have to!
The pain is excrutiating, homeless (Laurence, my empathies), not knowing what tomorrow will bring, holding by a thread. I have to say, there "really is a fine edge on the sword" of sanity vs. reality. THANK GOD FOR THERAPISTS!! I'm heading off this evening to see mine.
Trust in me, dear Readers. YOU have stood by me with great words of advice and wisdom. I am by contrast, weak from the months of deliberations over a relationship I "still haven't a clue" to. I just think now of my future, my plans, my goals. I need to focus!
I will survive, regardless of the outcome. I have my dignity! I am afterall,
the "World's most Unfamous Artist"!!
DAMNED!! Why do Artists have so much stinking drama in their lives?!! :)
We all do.
I give my thanks and Love to all who have stood with me and will continue to report to you All as much as I can since I no longer live at the home which once sheltered me.
By the way, I saw my Cardiologist yesterday for my checkup and it was good news......"Run, Forrest!! Run!!!

2 comments:

Laurence Martin said...

Hang in there dude!
You always have a place here at the Base Camp if you need a place to put up your feet.
I know it's a thousand miles away, but you're welcome anytime.

Anonymous said...

Hang in there my friend.There are a still a few of us out here who love you just the way you are. Especially between beers number two and four. But who's counting. You don't have to go for the throat. You simply deserve what is fair to you both. And pray for an emotionally damaged, male judge.