Oh, no, quester! I'm sorry.
Good luck. Try not to kill people. Hands! Hands!
Willow ,'Storyteller'
Spike's Bitches 49: As usual, I'm here to help you, and I... are you naked under there?
Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
-t - May 29, 2018 3:58:20 pm PDT #3891 of 8358
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Sue - May 29, 2018 4:14:37 pm PDT #3892 of 8358
hip deep in pie
I'm sorry quester.
Laura - May 29, 2018 4:35:49 pm PDT #3893 of 8358
This too shall pass.
I'm sorry, quester. You never get accustomed to people dying. Never gets easier. Unfortunately it does get more frequent with age.
Fred Pete - May 30, 2018 3:02:46 am PDT #3894 of 8358
Ann, that's a ferret.
My condolences, quester.
Gudanov - May 30, 2018 4:24:13 am PDT #3895 of 8358
Coding and Sleeping
Sorry, quester.
Scrappy - May 30, 2018 5:02:12 am PDT #3896 of 8358
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
That's a gut punch, Quester. So sorry.
SuziQ - May 30, 2018 11:28:21 am PDT #3897 of 8358
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
O!!! M!!! G!!! 17 DAYS FROM NOW I WILL HAVE JASON MOMOA'S ARM AROUND ME!!!!!!!!!
Hil R. - May 30, 2018 12:59:24 pm PDT #3898 of 8358
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
I should get dressed and go to CVS and pick up some prescriptions. But I feel all tired and blah. But the prescriptions will (hopefully) make me feel less tired and blah. But I still need to get dressed and drive over there and talk to the pharmacist and probably wait for them to be filled, since there are insurance issues.
Hil R. - May 30, 2018 2:20:50 pm PDT #3899 of 8358
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
I brushed my teeth, then felt dizzy and had to sit down again. I'll go to the pharmacy tomorrow.
Steph L. - May 30, 2018 3:12:18 pm PDT #3900 of 8358
It's actually been a really hard year, when you stop and do the math. Eliot would cry, too, if it didn't take him seventy minutes of therapy, two cocktails, and a Sondheim medley before he can experience a human emotion through the haze of his PTSD.
[CW: suicidal ideation] [NOT mine]
ISTG, Tim's not!son is a swirling vortex of chaos. The dude is still in jail (though I think in the next week or 2 he "graduates" to a halfway house), so you'd think we wouldn't have to deal with his bullshit. But no. Everything in his life is just imbued with the same chaos-generating force.
His girlfriend showed up on our doorstep 2 hours ago and announced that she's suicidal and actively planning it and just needs somewhere to get away from her mom for a few hours, so she's here to play with Murderbiscuit, and marched on into our house.
Prior to that she had apparently talked on the phone with Tim for quite a while, and I am super annoyed that he didn't bother to even text me with a heads-up that she was suicidal and going to park herself in our living room while I was trying to work.
And I am 100%, 1000%, vastly unqualified to even deal with someone who's actively making plans to kill themself. I don't know how to deal with it. Other than try to dial down the extreme panic response it sparks in me. And furthermore, I shouldn't fucking have to deal with this. Tim finally got home from work, and I retreated into the bedroom with the excuse of finishing my editing (which I am obviously not doing), and he can fucking deal with her.
I am super full of rage right now, which is not the most compassionate response to someone who's in so much pain they're contemplating suicide, but hey. I didn't act on my rage. And I am REALLY glad I have therapy tomorrow.
And I have no idea what happens next. I can't force her to go to the psych ER, but that's where she belongs.