Spilling
18th December, 2002
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.
December 18th, 2002 at 11:29 pm
oh my, i’ve been quoting shelley so much. she says she wishes to be less smart. “dumb and happy would be nice”
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
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December 19th, 2002 at 5:44 pm
Oh Leigh *tears* I wish I could be there to give you a GREAT big HUG! Spill honey, spill. We all fall sometimes,my friend, but with lots of TLC we do get back up again. Pour your rain down upon me, my friend. You are NOT a whiner. Think of me as your lifeline…I want to help. I truly do.
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!
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December 21st, 2002 at 5:42 am
it is not weakness to seek help dear one… it takes strength to admit you need help
be gentle with you, im here as well hon
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