The sadness won’t go away. I feel isolated and trapped. I tried to reach out to several friends today, and the only one who didn’t flat out ignore me picked a fight with me and we had a falling out.
*sigh*
When did it get so complicated? Why is it so complicated? I know I am blessed, [...]
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Just a little blurb that I discovered today.
Dennis’ Seconal pill bottle–the one with 99 refills at 30 pills per refill–was in the refill basket today.
He’s taken thirty pills in twelve days. And he wants more. And if I don’t refill them tonight at an all-night pharmacy, he’ll gladly do it on his way to the [...]
The Raging War
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 [...]
Just One Month
My husband and I are at war with one another right now. I don’t know how he found out, but he fished my medicine bottles out of the trash and got them filled, as well as the prescriptions for the two extra drugs that I didn’t want. Then he woke me up from my nap [...]
I can’t sleep. I’ve tried everything imaginable, other than travel down the street and buy heroin or Oxy or Vicodin from the dealers that roam the roads at night. I’ve tried to figure out why this is, and the best thing I can come up with is that I miss him. I feel like Daisy [...]
Nothing gets my husband talking to me faster than when I come home with a box filled with test tubes, racks, notebooks, mysterious egg-terrariums, complete with our daughter carrying a bright yellow lead pig that I doctored with “Radioactive Materials” stickers prior to letting her bring it in the house.
Either it was that or the [...]
Last night my mom was in Memphis. This morning she’s in Mesquite, TX and mad at me because I won’t come and get her. It’s a five-hour drive, and she’s made it this far (think: She was in Maine two days ago). I’m sure she’ll have a story of how she got raped and mugged [...]
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Problems, Problems
If this is happening to you when you try to comment, rest assured, as of right now, I am getting my comments. I don’t know what’s up with that error message, but I’m getting multiple comments and emails of comment notification (hey, I wanted comments!) and I really don’t know what’s wrong. If all else [...]
Jamie aka: The being known as Wonder Girl, 29, mother of four, wife to one, she is a senior biomedicine student who is learning to fit in in the world around her. After nearly three decades on this planet, she still doesn't know where she belongs. Best friend of Matt, sarcastic, spoiled, apathetic, kutie brat, babe. Just your average woman, living in a not-so-average world, surviving by her incredible super power of being able to see right through you while
accomplishing more tasks than you ever thought imaginable. She is the being known as Wonder Girl and she is speaking, I believe. More? Aren't you brave!
