The next fucking son of a bitch that tells me to "do the right thing" and reach out for help when I need it is going to get my fucking foot up their ass. FFUUUUUCCCKKKKK I'm pissed off!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Thursday, February 16, 2006
I've always been out. Are you willing to join me?
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4 Comments:
I wish someone would care enough to tell me to reach out.
DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMN! i sure hope i NEVER get on your bad side Sid!!!!! good grief!!!!!
on a (hopefully) more calmer note, i just wanted to tell you "thank you" for being such a caring person and for the things that you done for me. i wish i could repay you somehow, or do something nice for you.
bottom line...as the "Golden Girls" song says "thank you for being a friend"
i probably wont be online for awhile because i have a lot of shit i need to sort out in this fucked-up brain of mine. please take care of yourself, ok?
love and hugs
genelle
p.s. i cant stand incompetent people either!!!
Sid, I don't know that there IS any help out there.
I recently reached what I thought was the end of the line for me mentally and I rang the Crisis Assessment Team to have some wanker pull me up on my language every few moments instead of listening to what the fuck I had to say ... I wound up hanging up in his ear after telling him to get fucked.
I somehow got through it by venting to whoever would listen. I think sometimes that's all it takes -- just to let it out is a huge help.
Take time out if you need to or go on the valium if you think it would help -- it's your call, Sid.
I hear ya. Let's go burn something down and piss on the fire. Hehehehehe...I'm in an anarchist mood.
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