The Truck, the Commodore and the Fallout #54

Post 53
On the 15th May 1998 I was involved in car V truck accident, that saw a commodore shortened by 3 foot either end. The following entries are from a diary I kept at the time.

It’s now 13 years later and the pain is still here – the TAC of course have wiped their hands of me. I learnt a long time ago that the only person you can rely on is you and it’s something that has stood me in good stead for longer than I can remember.

4th June 2000

I resigned from work on Friday. Unlike last time where he told me to leave. I beat him to the gun. Both him and her have been getting shitty because I can’t help on the production (I’m a fucking bookkeeper) Both have been saying it would be easier if you could help. We can’t afford to employ anyone else and things like that.

I’m getting sick of it. …………

I saw the doctor on Friday and he finally received the specialists report, which said that yes, she is suffering pain, but I don’t know what is causing it and because I don’t know, I can’t help. She’ll just have to live with it.

I have been living with the pain for over two years and nobody is able to help me.

I try not to think about what I will like in twenty years time.

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