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Thursday, August 23, 2012
Curse Words
It's been one of those days.
LONG 'effing days.
I'm more than crabby.
I'm more than in pain.
I'm more than depressed.
I'm more than tired.
My husband insisted I call J*'s office today.
I refused to call anyone or answer any phone call.
He made a few calls this morning for me and got me into a few different appointments.
He insisted I call again or he would.
I said I would think about it.
And didn't.
I don't have it in me today to talk to anyone.
Sucks I can't lay in bed. If I could I wouldn't get up. I can't even begin to imagine another three weeks of this shit. Seriously, it will do me in. No questions asked.
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2 comments:
No... This is your accountability... You WILL G E T U P A G A I N and A G A I N Big Hugs! Thinking of you & sending a prayer up to the Big Guy for you!
Thanks love. It's a dark dark day/night.
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