today i feel... frustrated jimloveless: Ugh... this feeling is so depressing to me and I want to get away from it badly.
I feel like an 8 year old with a broken leg.. bedridden on a warm summer afternoon. through the window i can see people outside having fun.. playing around.. some even complaining about the few clouds in the sky. that really makes me want to start yelling at them while pointing at my bulky cast. "I'll be glad to trade you places!"
well, that's my rant for today. :P
Re:today i feel... frustrated mydarkdreams: *hug* I feel your pain..
Re:today i feel... frustrated reck: [quote author=jimloveless link=board=20;threadid=12613;start=0#msg103850 date=1117819105">
through the window i can see people outside having fun.. playing around.. some even complaining about the few clouds in the sky. that really makes me want to start yelling at them while pointing at my bulky cast.
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Those clouds could turn to rain, that could give them a cold, that could turn to Pneumonia ! they could DIE!!!! for shame on you ;D
But seriously i get the feeling that you are allways trying to take the fast lane to recovery. Remember what i said about not celebrating too much the highs, enjoy....but know a low is just around the corner.
But if you find a fast lane tell me too ;D
Re:today i feel... frustrated StrongerThanUThink: Hey I vote for the fast lane of recovery sometimes... like today LOL If anyone finds the expressway pleassssssssssssssssssssssssseeeeeeeeeeeee tell meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!
Re:today i feel... frustrated jimloveless: thanks, dreams. i'm feelin better today
reck-
always the voice of reason. at least it is warm and dry inside, and i have this nice bed to spread out on. might as well do some reading, right?
the highs aren't nearly as high as they used to be. the lows aren't nearly as bad, either, though they are usually triggered by acts of kindness for some reason. a week ago, i had a friend complementing me, telling me how good a person i am... and that caused me to break down. then over the weekend, i got a card from my grandma that was basically telling me it would all be okay some day.
it's strange how things so sweet could hurt so bad. sometimes i just don't want to feel better. sometimes i just want to bash my head in again. sometimes i want to lie in bed awake, staring at the ceiling. sometimes i want to be petty and i want to hurt her back. sometimes i want to be weak and lazy and irresponsible and hurtful and selfish. at times it's difficult to see the rewards for trying to walk the straight and narrow as best i can. luckily, those periods don't last as long as they used to at least.
oi life.
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