I have a very wise, lovely friend who's turned me on to some new and wonderful things. First and foremost, at present, is Marianne Williamson's A Return to Love. He's spoken so highly of the message that I finally got it - it was the right time and I need to read it, so I went out and bought it. I cannot believe what's happening in my head and
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I've frequently made the observation that there is an aspect of depression that is like the hole that remains after you lose a tooth. It hurts to poke at it with your tongue, but for some reason you just can't stop yourself from inflicting pain on your own person, there is something irrisistable and strangely enjoyable about it. And you just can't get yourself to stop. That being said, if I knew how to get myself or anyone else to stop poking at the damn hole, I sure as hell wouldn't have such a hard time finding a job!! ;-)
I'm looking forward to hearing your reactions as you read this book!
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