got more bad news the other day and i'm beginning to wonder if my karma is all jacked up. i mean at what point does this become a farce, a comedy? because i'm so ready for it to be over. it's literally been going on for years, two to be exact. and i don't know how much more i can take. all i can say is thank god for my psychiatrist and the lovely meds she has me on. without them i don't think i could function. really. i don't think i could make it out of bed without them. is that sad? i don't know, it's just a fact.
10 September 2009
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