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Originally Posted by waves
i slept through most of it and cried in between the sleeping. when i finally got up, and shook off the grog, i became a strung out bitsch to my dad in between more crying. maybe i shouldn't post this. this is how i think i drag ppl down.  |
Dear Waves,
I can't speak for others on the board, but you do not drag me down.
My own stuff drags me down. Or rather the fact that I cannot handle my stuff drags me down.
I like hearing from. If you can't post, I understand. But don't edit yourself.
We are here for you. Really and truly.
And about your dad, let yourself off the hook. It's ok. He might be understanding from what I gather. ('scuse me if I am wrong.)
I'm still looking for the miracle gift basket to send you. When they become available a good one is said to change weekends with crying to weekends of peace and clarity about oneself.
mari