Journal Entry for October 17, 2007
Hi everyone! My entries are getting further and further between, which I suppose is a good thing. I have experienced a great deal of …
Hi everyone! My entries are getting further and further between, which I suppose is a good thing. I have experienced a great deal of …
BABY MCKENNA WAS BORN TODAY!!!! My younger brother had his first baby today. Her name is Mckenna Shae. She was born at 6pm and weighed 8 …
My back hurts so badly. I walked about 2.5 miles yesterday and I really shouldn't have. I have 2 bulged discs, degenerative disc …
here's a hug
Just wanted to stop and give you a hug!!
Happy Thanksgiving!!
hey.sorry havent been on much.working and skating while i can.thinking of u and hope ure doing well.have a fun weekend.thanx for being a friend.
Hi! I just received final information from Dr. Margaret Altemus at Cornell University. She is doing research with medications for PTSD suffers in NY. To participate, call her at 212-746-3751 or maltemus@med.cornell.edu. For more info, check out Replies 3 and 4 to the topic Propranolol - Making the Argument in the Discussions in the PTSD Community. http://dailystrength.org/discussio...
I'm now a 24 yo adult & have dealt w/ 8 divorces between my mother & father since I was only a few months old. My mother is a drug dealer/addict, father is an alcoholic. My mother is a devious serpent, right to the core. She watched as her bfs and husbands beat me & verbally abused me & told me I deserved it. Lately things have escalated and I have cuts ties with her. However, she and my stepfather continue to stalk me and even broke into my home. I'm tired of dealing with them and need help.
I have post traumatic stress disorder, severe anxiety attacks, and bouts of depression.
I just know I can't do this on my own anymore.
I HAVE A HUGE SPENDING PROBLEM. I CANNOT CONTROL MYSELF. IF MY BANK ACCT IS NEGATIVE, I'LL RIGHT A CHECK AND LET IT BOUNCE. I KNOW IT'S WRONG. I NEED HELP. I NEED SOMEONE TO TELL ME "NO" EVEN IF I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT.
recently diagnosed with ptsd. I was one of the many people who thought you had to be in a war or something to get this. Guess my childhood was the war.
I have a wonderful (I think?) 3 yo. I love him so much, even when he's wiping a face on my leg or peeing on the floor next to the toilet, or embarassing me in public.
My uncle was found dead under a bridge in November and it changed my life forever.
Everyone in my family is addicted to drugs. I'm the straight-edge oddball. I don't get along with any of them and we fight constantly.