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#401
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I hate life right now.
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#402
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It's like . . . reading my brain . . . when scanning through the last pages here. Wow.
Last edited by addcolin; Aug 04, 2011 at 04:30 AM. Reason: because I can! |
#403
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Enrolling your child in public schools is like having to jump through rings of fire.
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C'est la vie |
#404
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Want to know when emptiness goes away...
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#405
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Can I make myself leave my house today?
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Just for today, I will not sit on my couch and watch TV all day. Instead I will move my TV into the bedroom.
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#406
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Can I effectively ground through today?
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#407
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Wired for negativity ... who ordered the job?
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#408
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getting loussy
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#409
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it's not the kind of "family" they were that's the hardest part. it's what they could've been. what they should've been....
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#410
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Money, money, money. Why doesn't money grow on trees?
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C'est la vie |
#411
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I think I am weird. Everybody at work calls me crazy. Sometimes behind my back but most of the time in front of me. I am on the person that people can crap on in this world
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#412
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I keep going back to why something or someone would create a universe and who or what is responsible for creating the something or someone who did the creation.
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#413
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Why does my misery have to effect everyone I come into contact with?
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#414
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I need to learn to keep my ex from pushing my buttons.
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C'est la vie |
#415
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I couldn't have said it better myself, so true, so very true.
Open Eyes |
#416
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The worrier is very tired an wiery,
My father caught me in a lie, he was so strict, I wasn't really bad. He made me sit at the table across from him and tell him that lie over and over, I thought he would never stop asking me to say it again. He finally stopped and told that was the punishment for lies, once you lie you have to repeat it, and the final punishment is that you begin to believe your own lies. I thought I understood and I thought that his message was so important and must have been so worthy to take time from his busy schedule. He should have told me a different story or prepared me for the fact that most of my life, I would be fighting other people's lies. He should have warned me that if I chose to stand for the truth that instead of people liking me they would try to defy me or even acuse me of being ill. If he had just said, Open Eyes, no one wants to hear the truth, no one likes the truth and if you stand for truth, many times you will stand alone. And that just because you tell the truth, it doesn't mean others will believe you. And that if you choose to be a truthful person you will have to be very strong and even though you tell the truth and are honest, it doesn't mean you will have power or respect or even true friends. Open Eyes |
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#417
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Why don't my anxiety and depression go away?
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#418
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the past....WHY?
the present....why not?.... |
#419
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I hope this week has a better outcome than the last one. I'm not sure i could handle being let down again.
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As I lay down in bed each night I look up at the stars and wonder "where the heck is my ceiling?" ![]() |
#420
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My depression often seems more like a forcible subjugation of the opportunity of a better life.
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#421
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I'm angry. I wish I could go back one year from today and tell myself not to take the chance. It wasn't worth it.
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#422
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Is there a way out of this?
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C'est la vie |
#423
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I'd like to find the erase button in my head... I would take amnesia over this
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Know Thy Self. |
#424
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Mental illness blows.
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#425
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If only I could keep my grasp on the banister,remain focused on one step at a time ,and know what was at the top.I just know that many of the steps have been creaky,unsecured,even fork.....and trail to the side where there are doors I thought I shut....yet I find they are ajar....I don't want to approach for it'd seem very dark places lie beyond,I suppose that is fear of the unknown.But now and then ....one is able to replace a step with a very lovely piece of wood....carved,shaped and made perfectly for that step.I would oft think to remain there on that lovely step....but...I'd never know what lay ahead.Still....those doors ajar....beckon.....and draw me off course.When all I desire is to discover a door leading to a garden.......yet I know,I must bring soil...light....nourishment....water...and seed...to one of those rooms,and build my own garden,and attend to it.
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