nothing to see here, i guess….

5 minutes ago I had a bunch of things I thought I’d write about.  Now, I can hardly write a thing.  So many things.  This time of year is basically shit for me and this year has been worse than usual.  Change being the big theme lately.  So I’ve been in hiding.  Living in pretend world.  Thought I could come out for a minute and write but I find that in my heart right now, I really really don’t want to.  And I’m sorry.  This whole post is bullshit now.  I feel like I’ve wasted everyone’s time by even writing it.  But I guess since I bothered to write this much, I’m going to bother to post it to.  And go back to hiding.  Love ya all….


………….. I dreamed of you last night my friend.   You’d come back to be my ghosty best friend because you knew I just needed you.  I was so happy to see you, give you a big hug.  It broke my heart to wake up………..

6 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. CC
    May 11, 2015 @ 09:55:45


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  2. Teri
    May 11, 2015 @ 16:33:16

    Thanks for the visit! I loved hearing from you. You WILL be able to overcome this. Just wanting to is such a big step in the right direction.

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  3. Safe.Amanda
    May 11, 2015 @ 18:45:14

    I think that you posted it is good enough, too often I neglect my posting because I worry I have nothing to say. Sometimes just saying you have nothing to say is nice to read! ❤️

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