Thursday ~ July 8, 1999
I'm Just Spinning My Wheels,
Aren't I?
I was really feeling a sense of panic today.
I guess the fact that I can't find any work had gotten the best of me.
I can't seem to shake the feelings of being
inferior, not being able to properly function. I'm beginning
to wonder if I'm becoming agoraphobic... I feel very afraid of a
lot of things lately. And I easily get panic attacks,
which I've never gotten before I was let go from the band!
So even though I read Zen things and pearls
of wisdom from philosophy books, it still seems that my reality is
separate from my reading all about the wisdom of life. And
the reality of it all is I can't seem to find work in anything!!!!
I feel anger and frustration, I make
phone calls all day and I try to network... why can't I find
some work!!!
I'm trying everything I possibly can to cope
with my situation. I walk everyday with my wife, I exercise
until my muscles are sore, all this to help cope with the stress.
I make calls everyday trying to contact musicians and club managers.
I get the feeling everyone is purposely trying to avoid me for some reason
unbeknownst to only me.
It's really getting pretty hard, financially.
While I'm reading books of wisdom...
the bible, the Tao Te Ching, Zen... it all makes
sense to me. But when it comes to dealing with the reality
of my predicament, I'm at a loss for words.
My situation is this...
I'm a good enough drummer that I should be able to get a gig or two around
town, you'd think. And I can't get a regular day gig
because I've been a musician full-time for the last seven years.
I have no skills or experience now to be able to get a day job, unless
of course I go and flip some burgers for MacDonald's.
What to do, what to do...
I'm spinning my wheels, big time!
I've thought about ending my life, but
what good would that do? I have a family that needs me,
I have responsibilities, obligations.... I'm a dad!
How the hell did I get into this mess?
It's almost as if someone put a curse on me.
I've made way too many sacrifices in my life
to just blow it all away, even to just go back to a regular 9 to
5 life.
I need help... but how can I get
help?
What can I do?
What more can be done?
What am I doing wrong?
These are questions I'm asking myself right
this very minute...
I can't sleep...
The clock ticks... minute by minute....
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