When I was a child I remember begging for you, begging my mother to call and get you to come get me, begging you to come get me or come see me. I remember countless time's waiting outside for you all day when you told me you were going to come get me then crying myself to sleep because you would never showed. Then I wouldn't see you till 3months later. As a teen I resented you and away. I used to question why anyone or God would put any child in that situation.
Not now, now I see the beauty and good behind having a drug addict for a parent if you are reading this it isn't meant to hurt you but preferrably thank you.
Thank you for choosing your addiction over me, your only child.
Throughout my entire life you have chosen your addiction over me. The things you should have been there...
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Dear suicide, you almost had me during my darkest hour. You almost engulfed me into your arms. It pains me to think that you almost won me over. The hours of hopelessness, sadness and anger were all around to your satisfaction. As the hours ticked on you began to make your move. Through my vulnerability I fell into your abyss of darkness. Once I had fallen into your gloom I knew what I had to do. The bottle of pills and the letters for those I would be leaving behind now stared at me on my kitchen table.
Time seemed to stand still. I started to feel as if the room was shrinking and I was becoming overwhelmed. I felt as if I were watching myself from outside of my body. There seemed to be no way out and my thoughts began to become cloudy. I’m not sure if it was from the overdose or from...
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Dear Depression,
You've been with me for some time now. So much so, that I didn't always know there was another way of existing. You grew as I grew, creeping in to those quiet moments when I thought I was alone, and making my thoughts so big for such a small girl. I took in the world, all of it's light and dark, and from that I made myself. But somewhere in that process you stole my self. You replaced my with your thoughts. Your insecurities. Your feelings. They say depression is feeling only sadness, but eventually you took that from me too. Dear Depression, at 16-years-old you almost took my life. You've left me somewhere far beneath tears and showed me the worst parts of what I thought was me. Depression, my gosh have you taken things from me. You've stolen so much time from this...
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So I've found myself thinking about the kids I take care of and these are just my thoughts and feelings. If you have a reliable sitter don't take them for granted. I found myself second guessing my capabilities as a sitter to these kids as if I wasn't good enough to watch them. As a parent you have to have open communication with whomever is taking care of your kids.Lying to them about stupid things isn't going to keep that sitter around long. If your not working or have an appiontment you should in my opinion have your child/ren with you unless it's a date night or your going out of town and feel that it would be best to leave your child in the care of your sitter,then by all means take them to the sitter. Don't pawn your child/ren off on your sitter just cause you want to hang out...
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First and foremost let me start off by thanking you from the bottom of my heart. I know you're reading and re-reading that first sentence thinking I'm, in some way, being sarcastic.. but that couldn't be more false. Because of YOU I am where I am today, and it started the ground work of who I was to become. Let me explain..
Remember all those times you punched me? Spit in my face.. called me names...isolated me from all my friends and family. Remember when you'd get hired at the same jobs I was working at so you could constantly keep an eye on me? Or how about the time you physically kicked me out of the car, and left me on the side of the road in the middle of no where? All that time I forgave you, let you convince me I was some out of control, selfish wife.. that took you for...
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Right, I'm not going to deny that its great having free health care, and that is not what I am complaining about.
So Monday 23 May 2016 I was in the hospital after overdosing, I was waiting 3 and a half hours to be seen and when i was seen the doctor who was treating me basically told me to do a better job to cause actual damage, and then proceeded to put me down and actually bought me to tears on more than one occasion.
Yes i know overdosing is a stupid thing to do and i regret it, however, excuse me if im wrong but i'm pretty sure that they are supposed to help you not make you feel worse, i was in full on panic mode and he added to the stress.
I've been trying to find out ways to complain however I have not been successful, which is why i have turned to this website.
I'...
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Thank you for being you.
Thank you for listening to me when no one else truly does. Sure other people listen, but they do not absorb like you do. Thank you for allowing me to talk about whatever is ailing me, without getting frustrated, and encouraging me to talk about anything and everything. Thank you for pushing me to continue to come when I have wanted nothing more than to give up on myself and die. Thank you for trying to truly help me, and believing in me when, even I, cannot believe in myself. Thank you for helping me understand that there are people out there who do actually want what's best for me. It's not something I am used to, so thank you for letting me lean on you when I have no one else.
But I am sorry.
I am sorry that sometimes I clam up, and I cannot say exactly...
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Dearest,
I feel certain I am going mad again. I feel we can’t go through another of those terrible times. And I shan’t recover this time. I begin to hear voices, and I can’t concentrate. So I am doing what seems the best thing to do. You have given me the greatest possible happiness. You have been in every way all that anyone could be. I don’t think two people could have been happier till this terrible disease came. I can’t fight any longer. I know that I am spoiling your life, that without me you could work. And you will I know. You see I can’t even write this properly. I can’t read. What I want to say is I owe all the happiness of my life to you. You have been entirely patient with me and incredibly good. I want to say that — everybody knows it. If anybody could have saved me it...
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Have you ever wondered what it would be like to not smell? Have you thought about how your life would be different if that sense was just suddenly gone? It happened to me and I could never have predicted how far it would affect me.
I am anosmic, I have absolutely no sense of smell - but I wasn’t always this way. I got Anosmia in 2004 after I was in a 4-wheeling accident where I suffered a head injury. I was 18 at the time and it had been a pretty bad accident. I was dealing with a bad broken wrist, cracked skull, chipped shoulder blade and a compound fracture on my ankle which required multiple surgeries, a plate, 4 screws and several pins - and those were just my broken bones. I had road rash over my entire body, bad enough for stitches in some places - including my face. I also...
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My dearest little Missy...
Hush, my sweet girl, I know you're sad..and feel very much alone. The tears you fight back burn your eyes, that knot in your stomach grows tighter each night. I know you're fighting a mighty battle but, baby, you are resilient. These wars you face are proof of your amazing strength..can't you see?
It's time to stop running now.. I need you to be still. No more chemicals to numb out your life..wake up, and take back the happiness you so deserve..no one can do it for you. I've heard all of your excuses, and I applaud your creativity..but the war is over now, honey, it's time to surrender -you lost.
It's okay to feel weak, and vulnerable.. you don't have to be in a constant battle. Put your guns down, and allow the strength of others to hold you up when...
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