Spilling
Okay, so I'm not as strong as I thought. Or as I once was, anyway. I finally listened to what my body has been screaming at me for a while now, and enjoyed the splendor of my doctor's office today. *smirk* Blood pressure high; stress level way up; ulcer active. Oh joy. So ... I have now officially joined the ranks of the artificially happy (otherwise known as Paxil). From what I hear, it works wonders. I guess we'll see. For now, I just feel weak.
She also says I need to talk to someone. lol Ummm ... okay. So that's why I'm here spilling my guts ... I'm talking to someone ... anyone ... no one. Just spilling. And feeling like a whiner.
Let's hope it helps.
Thoughts from others
one of the most wonderful people i've ever met - the mother of a very dear friend of mine - says she doesn't know one single person who is interesting and beautiful and at the same time doesn't drink too much or take pills and stuff, lol. I'd have to agree with her on that.
i guess it's the price of being special, sweetheart =) kinda... solitary.
i'm here for you, though. (taking my own pills, lol).
yours
monica
Posted by: monica | December 18, 2002 11:29 PM
Remember...it's okay to use that four letter word-- HELP!
I will ALWAYS be here for you. I will NOT let you go through this alone...got it?!!!
Love you!
Posted by: Debbie Hunt | December 19, 2002 5:44 PM
be gentle with you, im here as well hon:))
Posted by: min | December 21, 2002 5:42 AM