newground and Kevin, thank you for taking the time to respond. Kevin, I've learned a lot from you and Sorryson these many months. And support has been to try and help myself, to be kind to myself. It has to be that I'm just down and not out, but in the depth of it, it's not easy to see and feel. Feeling like this, depressed and hopeless, I have more trouble being motivated.
I need motivation to build a new resume and have the guts to seek a new, better paying job. I'm not going to be independent of my wife, and be able to seek a new loving relationship unless I can pay. That's been a struggle my whole life. I grew up poor, knew I would not be well off, and settled myself to accept being a service person, who accepted what others chose for him. I had no knowledge toward figuring out ambitions, nor how to get to make a proper goal. I decided to try university and it took me a bit more than 7 years, as we moved to a new state and I almost started over. Had to wait a year for in state tuition too. My wife caused that, and she also broke up our little family. I reacted to her anger to me by going off to be wasted. I suppose my memory loss and hopelessness has been fed all my life.
I wanted to find love, but didn't know how. Then to now, I'm still not motivated to see myself with a job that makes me independent. Though I just had one. The company I currently work for eliminated the best job I ever had. I was so happy, and thought I had finally found the job that my life would be better. I worked exceptionally hard, and consistently had first place sales. I made good money and actually thought I could finally have a life. Then, that company eliminated that position in Nov., 2015 and by Jan. 2016 I was making half of what I had been. Now, I'm suffering horribly. My knee has set me back. It probably went bad from walking there goddamn concrete floor for 60 hours a week too. Though I spent a lot of mony getting the best shoes for big men walking concrete. And Wool socks. Expensive, but then I had the money. Now, I'm about out of all savings, and soon, I'll be f'ed as the bills I set up for automatic pay each month, I won't have money in the bank. I'm getting hopeless as my wife finds every day, the same derision to heap on my head. I cry, then mentally go fetal in my mind.
So, as I dig from thinking life has dealt me shit, and I've had what is quintessential Murphy's Law at every turn of my life, where do I see there's a chance to be happy? I was born low, and life is dealing it to me low. Why put the effort, life is always hitting me with a hard smack of a 2x4,
I'm afraid at my age, I'm discriminated for being old, and my health feeds reinforcing that. I see it, that they don't want me, up front I don't see a chance, so I feel no confidence. I pre judge and worry, and fret and don't feel any of what I think success would be. So, see, I don't have money for therapy, I don't have a wife who loves me, and I see life as pushing me down where I belong. A nowhere man going nowhere.