May 2012
24 posts
I want to be able to sleep through the night without waking up in pain.
I want to be able to get through a day without relying upon pain meds.
I want answers about why this is happening.
I want to feel normal again.
I’m afraid that none of this will go away anytime soon.
It’s been too long and nothing we’ve tried thus far has helped.
I’m tired of feeling tired.
Sometimes…
I actually stand my ground with everyone around me offering me suggestions on what I should do with my life. I manage to ignore their input because at the end of the day they aren’t living my life. They don’t have to figure out how to fall asleep each night living with the decisions I’ve made. They don’t have to get up each morning and justify why I should...
Allergy Season…
Turns me into even more of a hot mess.
Results in tissues shoved up my nose.
Means I run out of benadryl and am forced (FORCED) to drink nyquil instead.
Long sleepless nights without satisfaction happen regularly and have nothing to do with a man.
Lasts way too long.
Is it November yet?
April 2012
27 posts
Watchpricklylegs:
Canadian Rush-Hour..
You say you love me. Yet, when I’m crying out for help all you can talk about is yourself.
You say that you want me. Yet, I receive a request from you for permission to sleep with someone else.
You say that I’m smart and wonderful. Yet, you constantly feel the need to tell me how I’m always wrong.
You seem to say a lot of things these days. Funny thing about words… they...
People will continually let you down… if you let them.
Sometimes you want to believe that someone is a friend. Sometimes you want to believe that at one time they were your best friend. Sometimes you want to believe that you mattered to them.
Then there’s that time when they can’t take a minute to communicate their lack of follow-through on plans. They don’t say anything...
Maybe it’s the nyquil talking, but I’m already contemplating where my next job will be and what I’ll be doing and whether it’ll pay better than the one I have right now. I like my job some days and some days I feel like it’s just never going to go anywhere for me.
Temp work tends to be that way though. You start off with the hope that you’ll be amazing and...
Sometime in 2002 I started reading. I guess technically I started lurking. I didn’t visit often in those days, just here and there to see what was new and happening. I rarely went to EE because that was the crazy house and it seemed like a tough crowd.
By 2004 I mustered up the courage to enter the lion’s den. And at first it was as exclusive as I feared it might be, but I kept at it...
You say you want to have a civil conversation, but really what you want is to see me open up so that you can twist my words and throw them back in my face. You want me to feel as low as you do because then you’re not alone. You want to see me cry because it makes you feel better. And the next day as I contemplate why I’m still here you think that “I’m sorry” fixes...
eLeCTRIC PENCILS: "It's over now. I bet you still... →
electricpencils:
“What do you do when it’s falling apart and you knew it was gone from the very start?”
It was 3am when the pangs hit, right in his chest, radiating down his arms and legs, right back to the pit of his stomach. He had known this was coming. There had been this impending sense of…
On his evening…