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Friday, September 18, 2009
Sunshine and horror movies.
Any idea what happens when you have too much time to do nothing but think? Especially when you are me? Random scenarios running through your head. So you concentrate on filling them with sunshine and love songs and you end up with some sort of horror movie. There is no running to each other in a field of daisy's, only the crying fit that you can't control. No, I'm not crying. Well, at least not yet. Will I? I bet. More than likely because of the frustration that I just can't seem to clear up. Where are all the guys that are as tired of the whole game as I am? Are they all locked away on an island somewhere? Is there some magic word that I have to say? Maybe a have to choreography my own rain dance? Align the planets? Sad but true. I would try any of the above. I am sure that the video of my rain dance will end up on YouTube for all the world to see. I am about as coordinated as an elephant on stilts. So in the mean time I will sit here and wonder what in the hell is going on. I will wonder if there is something that Jo just needs to come out and tell me. I will over react to each and every text. I will read emotions and meanings into text messages that can't and don't exist. Because C told me they don't. I am happy to report that I will be visiting with a licensed physician next week to see if there is some sort of medication or psycho therapy to help deal with this form of crazy.-V
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Honey you need to be busier!! Maybe not as silly busy as I've been lately, but there is nothing like having enough distractions so that you stop worrying about this sort of stuff. Or if you do start to worry about it there are enough other things going on so that you don't dwell on it and drive yourself crazy.
I think that's where the relative sensibleness has popped up from with me... Such as it is...
Sorry but as one who has 'been there done that' I think sometimes you just have to let yourself hit rock bottom. I thought I was going crazy from these exact same thoughts at one point. I floundered about struggling to stay afloat for a while, then I realised I needed help. That point where I just gave in and admitted defeat was the turning point for me. I chose not to go on meds, but I know people who did and it helped them (I also know people who it didn't help). I opted to see a counsellor and just talking to someone not involved in my life with no preconceptions about me helped get things clear in my head. Good luck V, be brave (you already are), you will get through this xxx
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