But I feel sick more than half of the time. I've been working sick for all my
working years. This was expected from me as well. So I can no longer tell the
difference between being a little sick and having a "bad attitude". I can try my
best but in truth I'm sick of it all. Everything. Every second I'm not
living for myself and do what I can to enjoy my life or, at the very least, make
this a better place makes me sick and resentful enough to grow a cancer that
could kill an entire generation. That's why I'm not afraid of dying. Nor I feel
sorry for anyone dying. I'm not eager too. Sometimes I feel this disease is
doing everyone a favor.
But don't ask me to choose homelessness for everyone's sake. Don't expect people who have been working sick for
all their lives to be now considerate and do one more sacrifice for the greater
good. We're too tired to care. You sure never did. Now we're just too sick to
give a shit.
