Just when I thought things were getting better...

I'll start off with happy news.  I'm getting a horse.

Moving on.  I'm too easy to forget and I know it has happened/is happening.  I am nowhere, I am no one.  It does not matter anymore what I do or anything like that.

I will not stop things I've already said I'd do but I have realized that I am pretty much alone.

And I doubt this is just a funk... I am on medication.

I'm sorry that I have been a burden to you all.  You don't need to pretend anymore.  I will manage if you feel you need to cut me loose.

I do love you all for being in my life, but I would hate for you to despise me for trying to keep people around when they want to move on.