Wow...
It's weird here. I remember it but I don't trust it.
posted by iamfallingfromgrace at 11:53 PM
Friday, June 22, 2012
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4 Comments:
I stumbled onto your blog. And wow. I can't/won't/shouldn't tell you anything about feeling better - who am I to do that? But with a son who tried to kill himself, albeit at age 10, I kind of know what you're facing. (he's got a mental illness and is now 22) At least you feel and aren't crippled by numbness. For what it's worth, I send you my hope for a good minute-at-a-time, and will ask a ray of some sunshine to touch your TX town...
there is this one thought, that stumbles across every time i am sad or happy. t goes like this.
nothing is permenant.
Ya'll are wat to cool. I'm sorry about your son I've lived through 2 suicides and they didn't make it. As for me I'm a dark person and I like it that way. It doesn't mean I'm going jump of a cliff though. My blog is just letting out my demons.
Raj, you are absolutely correct nothing is permanent...eh except for death. Let's hope none of us are going that way any time soon.
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