The Raging War
Submitted by Echos on Saturday, 23 January 2010One Comment
There’s a misty fog outside, and I feel sick. I am still at war with my husband over these pills. I feel as though I can’t get anything done because he’s always there, with the pills, forcing me to take them. He’s convinced that if I do not take these pills, I will die. I am convinced that if I continue to take them, I will never get well.
There’s something bothering me. I’ve tried to ignore it, but it’s very clear that it’s not something that is just going to go away. I’ve been linked through a blog called OneBadGuy, but it’s invited to readers only. What’s the point in that? Oh well.
I need to get to sleep now. I had a long day of cleaning and fighting, and I just want to lay down and close my eyes for now.
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Jamie, keep up the good fight. Your not alone, my prayers are with you. I have been suffering pain/really, for about 4 months now. It surely isn’t fun. You keep wondering, how people can’t see, your pain. If your like me, you hold it in, no whiny crybaby stuff. But, still, you feel, alone. I know, like me, you probably hate all the cheer-leading, yadayadayada, stuff. But please, remain hope-full, not, hope-less!
Peace.