I’d love to tell you that things have been going well, that things have been looking up. To some extent, it’s true. Some things have been positive. But if I’m to speak freely and honestly, I’d say things are quite the opposite. I’ve not received any help yet, and I’m still in limbo. This obviously doesn’t help matters, and I’m sure is likely to be affecting me more than it should. Regardless, I feel so tired of trying anymore. Even in terms of communication I feel rather exhausted. It’s been approximately 6 weeks since I’ve heard from anyone. Not a call, not a text, not a single message. Granted, everyone is busy this time of year, so I can’t be too disheartened by this. But doesn’t make things any easier. Even when I reach out there is no response, no answer. I know that if I were to call the line would just keep on ringing. For the past two weeks I’ve been more or less off the grid, almost invisible. The only contact made with me has been through junk mail or the odd messages from staff.
I’d like to say that it’s just “one of those things” or “it is what it is”, but at this point I don’t even know what to say. I suppose it’s action or lack thereof that speaks louder than words ever could. Even in writing to you I have to question why I do it to myself. Do these words mean anything to you? Why do I even think to write to you at all? You’ve no reason to read these words, not really. Your life keeps on moving, you keep on going. In a few months time I’ll not know who you are and you’ll say the same of me. I don’t want to think of such things but it’s always in the back of my mind. Maybe in a few weeks I’ll give up on all this trying. You’re living your life I suppose. It’s not wise to keep on like this, waiting in perpetuity for people. I know relationships shouldn’t be transactional, but as time slips away I can’t help but feel as if I’ve been pouring from an empty cup.