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ditched my car

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ditched my car
02.05.07 6:47 p.m.

nearly flipped my car saturday night. Going too fast in the snow, half dozen or so deer crossing the road, put on the brakes and it was like the ditch had a tractor beam on me or something. 6 foot deep ditch filled with snow. I hit the backside of the ditch then landed on the driver's side of the car. I had to crawl up the passenger side and out the window cuz the door wouldnt stay open. I was in a skirt and heels, me and the new bf had gone out to dinner and I was on my way back into town for work at 10pm. It took me three tries to climb out of the ditch, had snow all up my skirt and all the way to my arm pits. Had to walk 1/4 mile in below freezing after that to call for help. I started having PTSD flashbacks of when I fell through pond ice as a kid but I managed to calm myself down and get out of the ditch. Had to go to the ER for neck and back pain and hypothermia. Bruised ribs and back, mild concussion. Car's actually fine, blew a tire out and there was snow all up inside the engine etc but once it melted it was fine. Really scary freaking out in the ditch though.


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I am a bipolar genius, child abuse & addiction survivor, who is now a single mother who works 70 hours a week and has had gastric-bypass weight loss surgery a year ago. Wish me luck cuz I need it!!!

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Dead On Mental Health Quiz
Tuna Noodle Casserole Story
Explaining Myselves
Biting Off Redneck's Finger
Got So Crazy Scratched Til I Bled
How I Found Nirvana
Leaving Lon After 7 Years
Bad Luck On 3 July 4ths
Random Craziness (FBI Please Disregard)
How I Ended Up A Junky
Almost Getting Raped by a Marine
Typical Weekend in Ohio
How Cobain Saved My Life


How long could we maintain? I wondered. How long until one of us starts raving and jabbering at this boy? What will he think then? This same lonely desert was the last known home of the Manson family; will he make that grim connection when my attorney starts screaming about bats and huge manta rays coming down on the car? If so, well, we'll just have to cut his head off and bury him somewhere, 'cause it goes without saying that we can't turn him loose. He'd report us at once to some kind of outback Nazi law enforcement agency and they'll run us down like dogs. Jesus, did I say that? Or just think it? Was I talking? Did they hear me?


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