Hello dearest,
An introduction:
For the past three years I have experienced an aching in my left side. I recently went to the doctor's to have it diagnosed. After performing several blood tests, EKGs, etc, he sent me to a specialist. The specialist was the best in his class. Unlike the doctor, he could diagnose my condition by just laying a hand on my left side.
"There's nothing...physically...wrong with you," he said, "Only that your heart is hurting for someone...perhaps someone you haven't seen in a long time?"
"How can that be?" I gasped.
"Is there anyone...anyone perhaps that you knew...a long while ago...but who has since...disappeared?"
I sat and thought for a moment. Then it came to me...
"PAMELAAAAAAAAA" I screamed. I ran from the doctor's office without even thanking him, as if something had returned to me that I had buried away, a name I had long since uttered, a name that sprung to my lips and will never be forgotten.
Ok for real, my life is pretty ok right now! I am working at an abortion fund and it is a temporary job through October. Basically it is a great job but very hard sometimes. Right now we are testing a new phone system and it is very crazy. Women are very angry at me. A lot. Because they don't have enough money for their abortion and they have been calling us for two days straight. Add that to the fact that we don't really have enough money to fund their abortions, and you get the idea.
I promise on this blog to not write any super depressing stories (all the time?!) but basically sometimes I am depressed when I come home because all I'm trying to do is help get a woman who was violently raped have her abortion and some doctor is being an ASSHOLE and not SIGNING THE FUCKING MEDICAID FORMS SO THAT MEDICAID WILL PAY FOR HER ABORTION BECAUSE SHE WAS RAPED.
Also I can't help most people I talk to right now, just because we don't have enough money. It really sucks. It really really sucks when I've run out of money and a woman is crying. That is probably the worst. Probably the worst ever. Every woman deserves to have an abortion if she chooses to but apparently that is not the world that we live in.
Sigh.
It's ok though. I have some bigger life decisions coming up like whether I should move to Boston to be with C once this job is over. So that isn't that stressful to me right now but it will be soon.
Sooooooooo
Today I bought a $1 hotdog and a rainbow dress to make me feel better. It worked.
Miss you.
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2 comments:
Wow, that's depressing. Really depressing. It makes me feel angry and violated that a woman can't terminate her pregnancy (as my sister's NYU health package calls it).
So you and Claire are still together? Boston would be an interesting move...I don't think I'd like it there that much. It's a very "clean" city.
I don't know what to do with Shainberg besides fuck him up the ass with my biggest dildo. Seriously. I feel kind of strung along. I'm not requiring tremendous funds. I just want my expenses paid for. He has to pay someone to do a job I can do, so he should pay me.
I don't know. Who knows?
I'm just saying fucking him up the ass with your biggest dildo might not be the worst idea ever.
Have you seen/read Girl with the Dragon Tattoo?
I might not know much, but what I do know is that you are fucking PAM and you are pretty much the most dedicated film intern I have ever heard of. So I KNOW he should pay you or at least give you some reward for putting in all your hard work. That's what you deserve.
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