through my eyesLife has been quick to toss me around, and it was very hard.
All in all, through my disdain and discomfort, through my hate and anguish,
I loved every second.
Life is screwed up but I am now stable and completely ready to conquer any hardship come my way.
I can handle anything now, and I can make it beautiful.
Once you've been rubbed face first in the mud,
the grass is soft and green,
And so very wonderful.
Thank you all for putting up with my whining and crying.
the only reason I don't feel pathetic over that is the fact that I was young,
and everything was a smack to the face.
have you written anything lately??
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Om du är ung och inte vet vad du ska göra med din rastlöshet, punk kanske är någonting för dig
I hope that you have a great Christmas & an even better new Year. I have not heard from you in a while on DA & as far as I know your e-mail still doesn't work.
I have been back to work for awhile now at the same job & company. Life is about the same as it always is for us here. If I didn't comment before, I love your artwork, it is very emotional & feeling. I think I can see inside of you & what you are feeling in your drawings as well as your poetry.
I hope that you are doing well as well as your family too. My wish is that your wishes come true for good things to happen to you & your family. How is your sister btw?
Take care of yourself & send me word as to how your are doing?
Christine
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If at 1st you don't succeed try, try & try again.
I'm glad to hear that you are back to work and everything is running smoothly for you once again. I hope you had a good christmas as well, mine was just like any other day.
but that makes it fairly relaxing
I apologise for my severe slack is contact. My e-mail did get erased and I don't get internet often enough to bother with it. it's amazing that I have it now!
Things have not been doing so well for me. I'm on the brink of disaster as we speak. I've been breaking down constantly for days.
I started dating this man a while ago, and though I love him, and I care for him deeply, something between us wasn't right. I don't know, maybe I just like being alone too much.
So I broke up with him. I was sobbing all day, thinking maybe I had made a terrible mistake but I know it wouldn't have worked anyway. That night he tried to kill himself.
He took close to an entire bottle of collanapin (sp?) which is an anti-anxiety medication. I was on the phone with him all night thinking he was going to die. There was absolutely nothing I could do to stop it. he only had the capability of sobbing and telling me he loved me. He survived that night, but in the morning he lost his job. The boy has absolutely nothing now. No job, no home, no friends, no hope. No me. So he took an entire bottle of resperidol (sp?) an anti-psychotic and that process repeated. This time he was sent to emergency and now I assume he must be in the psyche ward. The last time I talked to him he was sobbing and begging me to come to the hospital, he was torn up and alone. I told him I would but that was before I found out that he was in a family only situation indefinately.
And so now I wait.
I flipped my car last week. I was driving maybe 65 mph really bad weather on I-94W hit and icy patch and my friend and I flipped over the median and once we hit I-94E flipped again spun a bit and stopped front-facing opposing traffic. One van tried to stop, spun and started sliding sideways at the front of my car. thank goodness he didn't hit us. He was fine. Nobody was injured
Besides that my finances have gone up, my work hours cut, and I need to find myself an apartment (that I can afford, and be approved lease) in one month.
Upon all of this, my health has not been too well lately. but that is a seperate matter completely.
I cling to the hope that things will be better someday,
because I will not bow down to my grief and let the trivial hardships of life defeat everything I've worked for.
This just sucks.
really bad.
sorry to talk your ear off and run, (or type, that is)
but I hope to visit this site again soon.
it's always so nice to hear from and talk to you
~Tracy
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as we drown in this deep pool of misery,
we hold our breath as long we dare,
and though my lungs be weak and frail,
I will have breath for you, to spare.
There is a reason that we survive these horrific events in our lives. I believe that we can be stronger in our resolve to survive the many ordeals that we do. Although no comparison to what you are going through, I have survived my share of life & come through to tell about it. I would like to think that I am a strength to others through my struggles as you are to your friends & family if not now you will be later.
You can e-mail me anytime that you want. I am on my lovable pc twice a day at least whereas I only check my DA page a few times a month sometimes.
My e-mail is christynot@msn.com.
Hang in there kid. Did you like the poem that I sent you??
It is a recovery based poem because as you are probably well aware, addicts keep making the same mistakes, like walking down the same street w/a hole in it. I am an addict in recovery 9 1/2 years now. I still live in hell some of the time. But I do try to make the best of all of it 7 I do believe that whatever doesn't kill us will make us stronger. REALLY!!
Take care, I have to get off to work by 7am, have been off for 2 weeks, out of the swing of getting up at 4am. Yuck!!
Always your friend,
Christine
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If at 1st you don't succeed try, try & try again.
Its greatly appreciated.
Have a wonderful weekend.
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~Athena
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Not falling victim to the fire that burns inside of me
Though I am fearful I will not prevent this tragedy
My strengths been tested I wear the scars that prove
Still I believe that this calling will see me through
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If at 1st you don't succeed try, try & try again.
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