Deena, I've got a bunch of books and articles I can recommend, if you'd like. I'll e-mail you after dinner time.
Spike's Bitches 22: You've got Angel breath
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Deena, I was supposed to be way more fucked up than this. (pauses, considers life. Flirting with strangers over net connection and waiting for copy of "Practical Homicide" that I know about because my fake boyfriend swears by it...ok, bad, bad, example) But it's not all a *diagnosis*. It could be, I expect. ETA: Vw, you are a model of sincerest restraint. Because those are your words and your politics/values... I'd be, well, screaming rage might cover it...might have to use some of the Milch-type expletives too. But then, I don't keep that particular lid on all that tightly anymore. Bad companions.
As for me... it's just one more thing. I'm feeling pole-axed. I'm tired. It'll be better tomorrow after I incorporate it into my world view. It explains the snake-mean tantrums and the refusal to call me mommy, but it doesn't help me deal with them. Google ahoy, I guess.
Yep. And better the devil you know. {{Deena}}
I'm feeling pole-axed. I'm tired. It'll be better tomorrow after I incorporate it into my world view.
O-oh, yes. The "one more thing" deal. "Doc didn't say it out loud, but when I said, 'You think it's esophogeal cancer, don't you' he didn't say no." (that turned out to be a false alarm) "They saw some dark spots in my lungs, they want to make sure." (And that one turned out to be scarring from his days as a fireman, smoke inhalation damage)
You get so used to protecting one spot of your soul, then they come in from your blind side.
Wishing all the strength in the world to Deena and Susan.
but it doesn't help me deal with them
Nope. That's the rough part. Hence, you amaze me with your strength and perseverence.
Ok. Pointed e-mails have been sent. We'll see if they play nice, or if I need to call my lawyer and have her send a pointed e-mail.
Bless you all, Susan.
Oh my. So much bad juju right now. I'm thinking good thoughts and sending strength to Susan, to vw, to Deena, and to anyone else who needs them.
Oh, Susan, I'm sorry...in between, I read your post. All the best -ma.