Kathy Doherty wrote:
I hope all is well with you and Craig. I think about you a lot and just wanted to check in.
I hope all is well with you and Craig. I think about you a lot and just wanted to check in.
Life is the same ole same ole for me.
Love
Mom
Megan Ball wrote:
How dare you?!
...act like everything is fine... like I want to speak with you.
...have you cancelled the wedding yet or are you still sitting on it so I can talk to Reg at Delta again? :-(
I'm glad life is the "same ole" for you ...do you EVER feel emotional pain?
I spend everyday in torture - screaming at walls, crying, throwing things.
...you don't seem to get that. You've got me to the point I'm "disabled" according to my docs. I have no money come March first, but my doctor says I can't look for work because I'm too unstable. DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO HEAR THAT?!
Craig yells at me everyday recently (over things that are usually money related) and I can't even blame him. I know what it's like to be with someone like me.
I hate myself. Whatever you thought you taught me about how to love myself, you did a shitty job.
I hope your therapy is going well.
Mine is shite. Not ever enough time for what I need to say.
One day, I'll stop being angry at you. I hope. But right now, I have nothing positive to say to you.
...act like everything is fine... like I want to speak with you.
...have you cancelled the wedding yet or are you still sitting on it so I can talk to Reg at Delta again? :-(
I'm glad life is the "same ole" for you ...do you EVER feel emotional pain?
I spend everyday in torture - screaming at walls, crying, throwing things.
...you don't seem to get that. You've got me to the point I'm "disabled" according to my docs. I have no money come March first, but my doctor says I can't look for work because I'm too unstable. DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO HEAR THAT?!
Craig yells at me everyday recently (over things that are usually money related) and I can't even blame him. I know what it's like to be with someone like me.
I hate myself. Whatever you thought you taught me about how to love myself, you did a shitty job.
I hope your therapy is going well.
Mine is shite. Not ever enough time for what I need to say.
One day, I'll stop being angry at you. I hope. But right now, I have nothing positive to say to you.
PS - I'll be mailing that necklace back to you, I really don't want something like that from my "Mom". That was the sickest thing to give and the worst message to send - if it WAS unintentional (and I DON'T believe it was), then it was just REALLY fucking stupid. It felt like the WORST head game yet.
PPS - My number has changed. I'll give you the new one when I can say your name without heart palpitations.
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