Tuesday, June 23, 2009
I've been managing. Somewhat. But I haven't been entirely well. It's been the crying place. No, I haven't been crying. Not really. But I've felt it happening inside without me. I even heard it the other night. Things have been hard. I'm still moving, only slower. I'm not sure what to do with this. I don't know. I guess I'll go to bed now.
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I am sorry you are having this trouble. I know it's hard, especially when you felt so well just a few days ago. This is one of the hardest things about dissociative disorders, the ups and downs or exact opposites we get to experience. Paul.
ReplyDeleteHolding you in my thoughts. Wishing you some peaceful rest.
ReplyDelete((Lynn))
ReplyDelete((((((((Lynn)))))))))
ReplyDeleteSlower is just fine too.
(((((Lynn)))))) I agree. Slow is good. Sleep well.
ReplyDeleteYou are with me in my heart. I need you right now (I am pretending you are with me right now and have written me a special BBQ Santa story) and please know you are in my constant thoughts and heart right now.
ReplyDeleteAnd somehow I picture you with sunglasses and short pink, punk hair right now!
Bugger it all!
xx.
Thanks, you guys. I'll be okay.
ReplyDelete{{{{{{Kahless}}}}}}
Yes, some day there will be BBQ Santa again.