September 15, 2006 ( Read more... )

My dearest love ( Read more... )

Norbie: Valval ( Read more... )

"Guilty by design, she's nothing more than fiction ( Read more... )

"Fairyland ( Read more... )

I wonder how much James really wants me right now, and how much of it is his wanting to show me he's still ever-dedicated to me, now out of moral obligation so I don't feel bad or something. Does he feel he has to call every day or close to it because he wants to, or because he thinks somehow I will think he doesn't care or he's neglecting me in ( Read more... )

It sucks that I've chosen to use this space at the moment for a bitch-fest or pity-party place, but I feel the need to get this out. Part of me feels it simply a waste of space, and the other sees it as a healthy release. So here goes... and, I am not saying everything is all bad, it's just what's most prominently in mind right now ( Read more... )

I feel so shitty right now. I can't seem to shake it. I feel today that though I've spoken with you more than once] over the phone, our conversations were ... lacking in some reguard. You're so surrounded in all that you have to do this weekend in getting moved and such, that when we talked, it felt rushed. brief. cut. hurried, though listening ( Read more... )

A lot has happened in the last couple of weeks. It's been an emotional rollercoaster for sure. Last Sunday, Beverly was admitted to Presbyterian Behavioral Health Center after a wait of around 5 hours at Mental Health [elsewhere], I want to say 6:00 to 11:00, roughly. All of our dearest friends and family have been immensely supportive, and for ( Read more... )

This is something I wrote to James earlier this morning that I think best reflects my current state of mind. I don't know if all that has been stated is true, however these are my perceptions, which are apt to change with time and further reasoning ( Read more... )