wandersalone
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Joined: 11/21/2005 Status: offline
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I admit that I don't post on here nearly as much as I want to and I miss everyone dearly I admit that I fly back home next wednesday woohooo I admit that my shrink here is so wonderful and he has already arranged for me to be seen by the PTSD clinic back home AND he booked my first appointment for me ... that man is a saint! I admit that my parents, brother and niece are all really excited about me coming home which is wonderful, after a bit over three years living interstate it will be nice to have easy access to their hugs for a few months I admit that my place looks like a bomb has hit it because I am in the midst of packing ... blah I admit (wow I have a lot of these ha ha) that I love my friends dearly but since they have found out I am moving they all insist on calling me and talking for hours each night! I swear I am on the phone from about 7 or so till 11pm or even later sometimes. Jeeze (isn't it awful, getting frustrated because I have so many people who love me and want to talk with me) I admit insomnia is slamming my butt as usual, it is almost 6.30am and I am wide eyed blah I admit that I am still seeing that d type of bloke and when I grumble about soon being on the other side of the country and us not being able to see each other very much he makes me repeat that my number one priority is to get healthy I admit that he has a habit of turning up on my doorstep so he has only seen me wearing makeup once I think ha ha I admit that we had our first miscommunication the other day (and resolved it very quickly and in an incredibly adult and healthy way - ie. he came over the next morning and we talked about it ...yay us) I admit that I am sending healing, strength, joy and anything else you need to all of those (and their loved ones) who are or have been unwell, to everyone moving or starting new jobs, those with angst in their lives and everyone who is happy or in between....and everything else as well xxxx I admit I can see daylight damnit and I want to go to the hairdresser and get all of the grey out of my hair this morning so I had better try and get a couple of hours sleep.
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Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter. Martin Luther King Godmother of the subbie mafia My all time favourite threads http://www.collarchat.com/fb.asp?m=2002501 http://www.collarchat.com/fb.asp?m=790885
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