It seems that a lot of people still read this journal even though no one has written in it in years ( Read more... )

Jessie was laying on the bed and feeding Baby while watching TV with the Child. They were watching a Scooby Doo movie. Suddenly Sara got really scared and her fear spilled onto the rest of us. Jessie tried to tell her not to be afraid, it was just a cartoon. But, Sara wasn't afraid of that. She was feeling something and we were all feeling it ( Read more... )

Well, I did it. I put an FAQ post in amethystrse and decided to use that for the bulk of my posts. I'm just tired of switching journals because there's something about my multiplicity I want to write about or whatnot. This journal will continue to remain and maybe some will post in it. But, there'll be a lot less activity.

Y'know, reading over the past few entries I can't believe how I sound. For those who read this journal and actually care: Don't worry. I'm fine. I have a slight case of insomnia (or whatever it's called when you can sleep but only for a few hours) and my emotions have been a little manic. But, I'm doing good. For the most part anyway. Really ( Read more... )

Sometimes I take a look at myself and I feel crazy. I mean, I know I'm not crazy. But, I'm not sane either. Not really ( Read more... )

I'm so depressed right now. Just really sad. I'm keeping myself from crying. I can feel Sara but I'm not letting her out just now. My kids kind of need their mom...not a sad little girl ( Read more... )

Ok...so I just wrote this long emotional post and my browser froze...then crashed. Ugh! So, here I am trying one more time ( Read more... )

I'm really annoyed at the state of this house. I'm cleaning it. No ifs ands or buts. I wrote what I plan to do in Jessie's journal (amethystrse). I can't believe things got this bad. Then again, I also can't believe how much has happened recently.

~Uoko

the dark is where the moonbeams cant shine. where all little bad girls gos. in there they cannot find you little girl in there so go hide away and dont let the bad one come and find the most lieelest of little. in the cage they have to wait. see it over there? its a big bad man come to eat you up! i know you. i know your secrets and your ( Read more... )

Just got off the phone with my therapist. We talked about my grandmother. I don't know what I'm more upset about. That I was abused or that it was by someone I still know. I think it would've been easier had it been by someone who isn't a part of my life anymore. Then it can be distant. But, instead in two weeks I'm going to be right there ( Read more... )