Defining Moments of My Life
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10.23.07 4:31 p.m.

Im still really sad. My family is actually being fairly supportive this time, I think because they liked him too, and like me they thought this one would work out. I've been occupied by cousins, Pig Fucker and Erin have spent a lot of time with me. And Heather and Kevin have been extra nice at home, renting movies and staying in with me. I went shopping with another cousin, Amanda, and I helped her move the computer center up to the second floor at my aunts house. Today is Erin's bday and I'm spozed to be going over there tonight. This morning Heather let me sleep in (though all the tylenol pm's had something to do with it). She's gonna try to get me a job at the gas station she works at (probably making more money than the nursing home). So far everyone's being nice, but it'll wear off soon.

I keep avoiding the suicidal tendencies that are lurking in the shadows. I can never be the person I wish I could, never be a good enough mother or a hard enough worker, I will always be alone, no one is trustworthy and I'll never be able to provide the life that my daughter and myself deserve. That said, I'm going to try to get into the free psych clinic thing they have and see if they do meds. Not that I want to jump on meds right now, but I do notice that my life falls apart within weeks of me quitting my meds....

I know it's good that I'm not with Scott, but only cuz of the drugs. I'm sure more reasons will appear as the distance grows. I still feel that everything would be ok if we hadnt ever met Katelyn. I feel eusurped, that she's in my bed, driving my car, fucking my man.


gtg


Always remember to quit while you're ahead.

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About Me
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!!!

Examples of My Insanity
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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