My stomach is bothering me, I am exhausted and in way more pain than anyone should have to endure, I really don't feel well and nothing is getting better as time goes by, no if anything it just keeps getting worse, Every day of my existence I am forced to endure pain at levels that defy definition, it has been pretty bad the past few days, today on top of that, my head feels like it is in a tunnel, every sound is amplified, every beat of my heart is thumping, I have the constant whooshing of blood flow through my head, it is so vividly loud, it sounds like a motor is constantly running, every joint aches with a burning soreness that refuses to go away, every time I get up and move around a little, I seem to run out of energy very quickly and feel ready to pass out, sadly I have no comfort, no room nor money for couch or recliner, and my bed is more of a sunken torture device than a supportive comfort zone, and again poverty prevents it's replacement,
I have not been feeling that great recently, I mean I can't remember when I actually felt good, but between the incredibly poor sleep, horbile poverty diet, the constant pain, I have just really felt run down more than usual, what energy I start the day with is often depleted fairly quickly, with very little effort on my part, on top of barely having food to actually eat, over the past month or so my appetite has really plumetited, I am kind of hungry now but between not actually having really anything to eat and how I'm feeling, it's like it really does not matter, the past 2 months I have been trying to some new supplements and vitamins, to make up for the deficiencies and to maybe help some of my inflammation and blood pressure roller coaster, I have had little difference on those fronts, my water intake has stayed the same and my output seems to be ok, but I am having harder and harder time moving and every movement seems labored, my executive cognitive function is declining, it is becoming harder and harder to do simple and basic things, even thinking this out to put it words between my hands struggling to type and actually find the correct words and spelling them right the first time, is a chore, trying to read anything on screen or paper is a battle between blurry and focus the words look like spiraling alien hieroglyphics, anyways, I am really simply not feeling good and I can't exactly describe how I am feeling either I simply lack the function to, today I turned 48, but being disabled and existing in poverty for so long it's more like I turned 88, and no one even cares;
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