Wake Up Kitty

MyLife: Tante Trijn belt Vandaag gaat mijn telefoon. Op zich een bijzonder iets, ik ken nauwelijks mensen en wie mij kent belt niet. Ik kijk altijd even wie er belt als er al gebeld wordt én als ik het al merk, want het geluid staat standaard uit.  Bij #anonieme nummers neem ik niet op. De ervaring leert dat dit in doorsnee mensen zijn die wat willen verkopen of zeikerds.  Negatief dus en dat is stress en stress kan ik niet verdragen. Deze keer neem ik op al ken ik het nummer niet.  "Daaag met tante Trijn hoe is het nu met je?" Tante? Welke tante?  Ik peinig mijn hersens terwijl de stem maar doorratelt aan de telefoon en mijn kinderen al klaar staan voor vertrek en mij vragend aankijken.  Ik leef al bijna 40 jaar alleen en kan mij geen familie laat staan een tante herinneren.  Tante T. ratelt maar door en stelt de ene nieuwsgierige vraag na de andere, terwijl ik mij afvraag hoe zij aan mijn telefoonnummer is gekomen en b...

Changed I am. Once I was. Now I only am. Just pain day and night. My life is at it's end. What do I tell my children? No life left over, just fighting pain. Painkillers, cannabis, alcohol, prednisone, prayers don't help me. Doctors do not interest, depression, death came over me. I'm now waiting and hope for tDeath soon embracing me. The poem above is called an e.d.i.t. (edit). It counts 55 words. As you can see each line has one word more. This poem.is dedicated to my children. To those reading this for real: I hope you will never need to suffer the way I do, never feel tje pain I feel.

My big brother wanted me to see this film. Since I have to kill some time after my operation by resting (laying down instead of bending, carrying etc etc) I follow his advice. He will wait till I saw it before watching it. My brother knows how it feels to have his ass kicked, so I hope I don't disappoint him with my review about this film. You like comics? The ones about super hero's? Well the dude in the movie "Kick ass" does and he also wonders if nobody wants to be one. How come so many people like to read about them but doesn't want to be one (as a profession). So the dude (far from popular) decides to be one and calls himself: Kick ass, although a much better name for him is: Ass kicked! He is really doing his best and tries to save a guy, who been beaten up by 3 men. From that moment on Kick ass is famous and not only that. A mobster thinks he is the one who is killing all his men! So Kick ass is hunted by him (good there are also fake Kick asses...

Since it's the New Year my brother says we have to make new friends. He decides to look for them on the internet... only good looking girls of course since he is good looking. In no time he has added a lot of dream girls. Each time he shows me a picture and asks: How about her? They all look the same to me. Are you sure this is a different girl, I ask. He says it is. But they still all look the same to me, they are all blond. Why are all your friends blond, I want to know. What do you mean, he says, this girl is not blond neither are you, you are my friend too. I want to know if he too thinks dark haired girls are bitches and that is why he doesn't want them as a friend. He says it's not, but continues looking for the "blond chicks". He has less time for me, since he is also making a lot of nice pictures out of the bad quality pictures these girls have. I don't have that much friends and am not really in the mood for new ones. Why should I? It wil...