Posted by Estella on August 23, 2006, at 17:01:35
In reply to (estella), posted by zenhussy on August 23, 2006, at 10:35:46
Zen sweetie, thanks for your reply. I think I've found life. It's that thing hanging round my neck or biting me on the *ss or cracking the whip behind me. Sorry for the mixed metaphors but I guess I'm conveying the general idea that sometimes... I really don't like life very much. And I can't seem to... Make it stop.
I'm sorry Zen... I've got a t now. But it is complicated... I don't know what to say. Maybe time... To ask to go on meds. To see a p-doc. Or not. That could make me regress back... To a horrible place indeed. But maybe I need a p-doc onside. 'Cause its been 6 months and I'm cracking up already. 6 months down and 2 1/2 years to go. What am I doing? I don't understand :-( Self stabotage? I don't think so. It is just that it is becoming glaringly obvious to me that I don't really fit in and it is unclear whether I can do this... And now it is becoming glaringly obvious to me why it is that... Nobody thought I could do this. Why pepole kept trying to dissuade me etc. They weren't just being f*ckwits. They had a point.
I'm sorry Zen