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Posted by Toph on December 29, 2009, at 12:46:43
I miss you.
The year is almost over. Good riddance because it sucked. The economy cost my daughter her job, she and 9 other competent young teachers in the school district were let go. She's substituting now, but she should have her own room dammit. Then my mother who we had been pulling our hair out to seek medical treatment got hospitalized last spring. She cooperated with all the futile attempts to improve her condition until they perferated her bowel. My sister and I kept vigil until she took her last breath the next day. I made it through the funeral but for some reason my meds failed me and I went into a full blown manic episode. After a couple weeks in the hospital I got physically sick weaning off of the Seroquel, and it took me months to return to work. My shrink was both afraid and fascinated by my illness but it was my wife, not he, who really brought me back. I know I am fortunate to have someone like her who loves me in spite of my fractured mind. So toss this year onto the heap and set it aflame. I'm left wondering something that is common among manics, why do we work so hard to give up the confidence and bliss of our delusions only to settle into a treated life of misery and self-contempt?
Hurry back.
Posted by Avamaria on February 10, 2010, at 13:58:27
In reply to Dear Susan,, posted by Toph on December 29, 2009, at 12:46:43
Hey.
It's me, Susan. Only a different name, because a different personality. Forgetting the vitriol, forgetting the damage, forgetting the anger and the false reasoning.
Being real.
I'm so sorry your life has sucked lately. I totally am so sorry because you need a real friend, and I think you should babblemail me before I'm blocked because I had to get onto Babble quickly, couldn't remember my password, and did the quickest way I could think of so I just re-registered with a different name.
Toph, I have to get sane. I have to get off THC or get a legal Rx for growing my own mild or something, something, because I don't know if I can come off MJ now and survive, and I have two kids and whole raft of relations I have to live for. And live responsibly, Toph, I can't be having any more episodes of mania or depression (the depression is killing me, really killing me) and the psychosis, I can't indulge that by smoking MJ, this is a battle and I don't think it looks good for me, with the BPD and all, and the inability to function well in a "normal" state.
But I sympathize,
Bye for now!
Posted by Toph on February 15, 2010, at 10:00:08
In reply to Dear Toph, posted by Avamaria on February 10, 2010, at 13:58:27
Good to hear your voice Susan. And yes, it does have a slightly different sound to it. You have smart persons disease, you know, being smart enough to anguish why you deserve all this pain and too smart to accept without suspicion when things are going well. Your family knows how clever you are. They are exasperated by your unhappiness while ever fascinated by your intellect. It is almost certain that they love you. I am sorry that I am an unreliable friend here as I used to be once. I will periodically search for your thoughts.
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