life or something like it  

donaldduck215 38M
7 posts
9/13/2005 10:20 pm

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life or something like it

so as i sit here and think over the events that have been unfolding in my life, i feel myself losing my battles.

each day grows worse and the pain increases. some may say think happy thoughts... well happy thoughts bring pain.
some may say to keep my mind occupied... as i try this my mind still wonders... back to the painful thoughts.
some may say think of the good things... well the good things are followed by the bad things that unfolded.. and in such brings pain.

i now sit here and feel myself losing touch with reality and it bothers me very much. i try to occupy myself with other things and they help... but just for a brief moment and then it all comes rushing back to me.

i have found one thing that seems to help, but i am not sure how to get it. for if i follow on it then i fear that it will only lead to the pain of another, for i don't know how long i will be able to focus in on that person... the new person... the only thing that makes the pain wash away. how do i find this person and then, once i find them how do i keep them for it seems that i unintentionally drive people away. they are there for some time and then are gone...

i don't know... this may all seem like some jumbled ramblings and i guess it could be. not sure what to write or how to write it. confusion runs deep and i am not sure how to correct it. the pain also runs deep and i don't know how to correct that either... people say time heals all... well as time goes by the pain gets more intense... i dunno... this may be goodbye for now... if not then i will post again... if it is then thank you all for listening and the support you have all given me...

Chao for now

SensuousWoman3 55F
3106 posts
9/14/2005 2:31 pm

Ahem! I told you I'd be checking in on you today and here I am. I want to hear from you Donald D. 215! I will "hen-peck" you like you've never been hen-pecked before until I hear from you. I'm a mean and tough old hen. I think I am what they call a "stewing" hen. No longer tender enough for a bucket of cluck.

I'm watching for ya, mister. I also sent an email.

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