Illness
I don’t know where it began. I don’t know how I came to be in this state. All I know is that I am here.
I just woke up, cold and stiff from sleeping on the ground. There was a piece of cardboard to cut the wind last night but the wind blew it away while I slept. My mind is fogged; beside me is an empty bottle. My clothes reek; I don’t know for sure when my last shower was. My hair feels matted; someone stole my brush. It’s hard to keep anything personal around here. Only what I keep in my pockets is safe from being claimed by someone else while my back is turned.
My stomach is growling. I don’t remember when my last meal was. It might have been two days ago. Propped up against the brick wall of this building, my mind is becoming more lucid as I sit here. The cold wind bites a little but that’s all right. It’s waking me up.
This isn’t a bad way of life. With no expectations and no obligations. I can live like this for a long time. If only it weren’t so cold and I wasn’t so hungry.
A lady and her kid just walked by. The mother looked at me with disgust. There was no kindness in her eyes. I didn’t expect any. She gripped the kid’s hand tighter and took a wide berth around me like I might contaminate her. She doesn’t realize that not that long ago I was just like her.
I’m not going to cry. I want to cry but I’m not. I feel…how can I explain it? My feelings are jumbled, like an orchestra playing all at once…out of tune. My mind is thick and my head hurts. I feel regret for disappearing and worrying my family, but I am happy now. I’m where I belong. I don’t deserve their love. I’d only let them down anyway the way my father did me. I understand him better now. I know why he didn’t come back either when I was little.
Where did it begin? When did I first realize that walking away was the answer? Maybe it was when I took the first drink. Or possibly it was when I started stashing bottles in the closet and under my clothes in the drawer. I think maybe I really “left” them the first I got drunk and felt the courage to tell them all off. All the guilt, all the bad feelings just went away when I started drinking. I felt braver, stronger. Drinking gave me the courage to get rid of the anger. But I can’t forget their hurt looks. That bothers me. Those used to be my babies, my kids. Now they belong to someone else. Dang it all, this bottle’s empty. I don’t want to remember…I don’t want to think.
I left when they tried to take away my booze. They tried to steal the one thing I trust.
It’s time to get up now, time to start another day. Some people call me the bag lady. With this cart by me I can collect clothes that folks throw out at the dump. The others around here…like me they need clothes. Even if they’re others’ rags, the clothes will keep them warm. They’ll pay me a quarter or more…for the really good stuff. That buys my drinks…
Darn it. The wheel’s broke a little. I’ll just push it back to the store and trade it for another one. Nobody’s going to notice if I go when it’s busy and take a cart from the parking lot.
I think maybe that I’ll stop at that place where they make hot meals for free…to people like me. Funny, I never thought I’d be one of those people….
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excellent article! Keep up the good work!
God bless, Randall