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I'd shed blood for you...
So. My friend just texted me. She's spotted my husband on facebook with the girl we believe he was cheating on me with before he left me. He'd defriended me, well done. I still know plenty of other people who are on his list ( Read more... ) -
I hope you're feeling happy now...
It has come to my attention that you do not tell your therapist the truth.
The correct answer to "do you see now why you shouldn't blame yourself?" (par example) should not be "yes, I see what you mean" when inside you are thinking "No. I don't. I blame myself because I have always blamed myself. There's no reason for it. I don't believe you". The ( Read more... ) -
Got a taste in my mouth as desperation takes hold...
Cried at work today for the first time in months...
Don't go researching suicide methods on the internet, you silly sod.
And what I can't help but think is... why aren't I dead yet? -
And did you find your faith just ebbed away...?
You spent a fair bit of money today, went shopping for clothes that you would love to wear but will not. But if you will go searching through the rails for dresses you've seen in magazines, what do you expect?
It's the reinvention stage. It happens every so often. Change your clothes. Get your hair done. Get a manicure. Even get a spray tan for a ( Read more... ) -
This is all your bad luck in one night...
It was almost certainly a horrible idea, but I read back through a load of my journal entries. I'm unbearable ( Read more... ) -
Don't try to reach for the stars, you've fallen too far...
It's been a very long time.
My therapist thinks I have unreasonable expectations from life. Not everything works out the way you think. And even, surprisingly, if they don't, it doesn't mean it's someone's fault. Least of all, apparently, your own.
I pretend to her that this helps me in some way.
Predictably, I feel guilty for this. Guilty, most of ( Read more... ) -
And it's no wonder he's unhappy when all his friends are dead long before he even meets them...
It manifested itself again the way it always had. Part intuition, part horrible recollection, part physical ache, part simple self-disgust, it had started again ( Read more... ) -
And we have spent all tawdry money on a pair of golden shoes...
So... six months and counting to the wedding. And it feels like we've done nothing. Ok, the reception is booked. The church is booked. The photographer is booked. But that's nothing! Six months to go!! Although we're not really speaking this evening because he didn't bother to take the bins out this morning... plus we haven't had sex for weeks... ( Read more... ) -
You're so perfect and righteous and good, you're like Jesus Christ meets Hamlet meets Robin Hood...
I bloody hate Christmas ( Read more... )
