It's January the 73rd, and all the clocks are striking fuck this.

[dusty_chenille]

A few more days of this winter and I may have to breathe in car exhaust until dead. It's April, pollen is everywhere, and snowed last night. The house is freezing and I am so depressed. My nose is running. Everything is wrong. I am on basically a BOX of antidepressants but I am still filled with dread and the cold doesn't help. Also, our taxes this

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[baldowl]

I'm sorry you're so unhappy. I've lately been very unhappy too and, between you and me, was approaching being suicidal. I was thinking about it several times every day. But then I gave my life to Jesus and now--no, no, that's not it. I'd been drinking a lot for a long time. I've been dry for a week now. Nothing else has changed. Things are every bit as shitty as they were last week, but I feel a million times better. Anyway.
I don't think you're a drunk, are you? Betsy was, and we know how that turned out.
I hope things are better soon.

[dusty_chenille]

Hello my friend, I have missed you. I'm sorry you've been very unhappy, too. I'm glad you are feeling better. At least it is easy to deal with the shitty things when you physically feel up to it

[baldowl]

Yes, Betsy shared a birthday with my mother. I don't do Facebook anymore, but I always recognize the day, for one, then the other.
I adored old Betsy, in my way, but if she didn't go to the devil, then it's not a devil, period.

[tupelo]

I'm sorry I've been so scarce. It's been kind of a zoo in my work world lately with some bizarre, hard to handle deals and way too many things happening at once. But it's looking like the clouds are parting on the work front! On the personal front, there's some random weirdness going on (somebody threw a brick through our glass patio doors at the new place! Welcome to the neighborhood!). I'd love to get together and catch up.