I’m lost. Wow. It’s been awhile and I have no clue what I am doing right now.
18 years ago I gave birth to a child that was not alive. I hurt every year on this day. Physically and emotionally. If you really know me then you know I love my kids. So damn much.
Thank heavens I was able to let that out just now ,because I thought my chest was gonna explode. I don’t have anyone I can talk about things like that to.
Wish me luck today y’all.
At what point in time are we not putting a boot in someones ass?
RIP dearest James Foley.
Again, at what point are we not putting a boot in someones ass?
I get peace. I don’t want to be at war, EVER.
But when do these ‘people’ have to act like human beings. You know, like you and I?
I heard there were 10 people held by these people. Whether that is true or not, who knows. It’s the media. All I know is James Foley died. In a very….well way. That’s all I know.
I guess I am just angry.
Tonight or this morning which ever one works for you, I need to know how you explain mental illness and addiction to your loved ones. Not only explain it to them but get them to understand what you are going through.
I am thoroughly frustrated. Well maybe not frustrated but want people to understand.
I know how I feel in my mind but can no longer explain it. I know how I feel in my body but can no longer explain it. I’ve explained it out the ying-yang and no one gets it.
Okay good news!
I have a doctor’s appointment to discuss medication management which means a lot since I am on none and need to be for my bipolar disorder. You have no clue. Or maybe you do. Who knows at this point.