And not really all of life, just certain parts. Here's the story ( Read more... )

You know what, I've been avoiding this for weeks... nay, maybe months. I've walked away and turned a blind eye and all that other metaphoric crap for too long. So, here it is. Hate me, if you will, but, by god, listen ( Read more... )

We interrupt your regularly scheduled program to bring you this announcement ( Read more... )

Okay, now that I'm not drunk, or upset, and now that I've had time to think things over, I really only have a few things to say. I think I've found a little bit of clarity, which is a very welcome change from the way things have been going in my life lately ( Read more... )

You know, I guess I knew this was coming. Hell, I had even thought of bring it up myself. But the question I keep asking is... if I knew, why does it hurt so much ( Read more... )

You know, I wasn't going to post on here tonight. I just logged on, checked my email, and then started surfing through old posts, both mine and Pat's. I guess I'm just feeling a little nostalgic (read: lonely and vulnerable). So much has happened... well, no. Actually, very little is actually happening, but I guess I just feel a little bogged down ( Read more... )

You know, I thought I was okay. I really thought I was getting better and that things were starting to smooth out. But I'm not and things aren't. Everything is still falling apart around me and I don't know how to pick it all back up again ( Read more... )

I've been walking around for a week now with this terrible rage inside. I can feel it burning just beneath the surface. I put a dent in an elevator wall the other day because I couldn't stop myself ( Read more... )

I'm having nightmares again, worse than before, worse than ever. But it's not just the nightmares that bother me. It's the thoughts and feelings I have when I'm awake that really disturb me. I feel like I'm losing my mind. I mean, you know I've done crazy shit before, and I've felt pretty insane at times, but I think I may be actually cracking up ( Read more... )

I have no idea why I'm writing this tonight. Maybe it's the 660mg of naproxen, or the 360mg of psuedoephedrine, or maybe the drinks I've had. Could be all three, maybe. Dunno, really, and don't care, for that matter. Bear with me, this might not make a lot of sense at times, but I'll try my best to keep it coherent ( Read more... )