Bad Fucking Day... scratch that, Worst Fucking Day.

Nov 25, 2005 23:42

Today started like any other. I woke up at some ungodly hour and went to the bathroom. My stomach was killing me as usual, it's a normal thing as of late that my stomach will either keep me up nights or make me leave work. However after I went back to bed and fell back into a serene sleep, I was awoken by my father rushing into my room. He ( Read more... )

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SO SORRY HUN smorsi January 11 2006, 01:00:24 UTC
i know the grief you must have had hun it is so sad when all you can do is just sit back and things fall apart around you but it will be sad for awhile and in time everyone will remember the good times which i am sure their was some ...my dad is a alcholic and wrecked and killed a man and it really took its toll on our family too but sometimes tragedy makes a family realize what what they are missing out on and draws them closer .
well hun you take care and i hope you and your family had a great holiday even with all the grief
things will get better in 2006 lets hope
susie and family

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