7
03
2008
Let’s pack it in
I’ve stopped reading.
I’ve lost my words.
I can’t take pictures any more.
I’ve stopped asking crazy questions.
I sleep all the time.
I’ve stopped dreaming.
I know I’ll never achieve anything.
I’ve stopped caring.
Feeling has been severely restricted.
Time to stop breathing?
You’re taking medication.
You’re doing the brave and hard thing by actively working on confronting your demons.
You’ve singlehandedly started an association that helps kids get their high school diploma. Over the last 6 months, traffic to the site has increased significantly, a community is starting to form and you’re actively guiding more than 15 pupils at this time.
You’ve stopped caring because you’re afraid to care. Afraid you’ll be let down and afraid people think you’re useless.
Your pictures are great. Don’t stop just because the last few batches went wrong. You know there are a fair number of people who love the way you frame things. Don’t give up.
I know it must be hard to feel bad and see me getting my act together. I still need you, though. Now more than ever. Whether you believe it or not, you’ve always been my guiding force in life, and I love you to the core.
You and me together. Lots of breathing air and no visits to horse hospitals. Just hang in there, kiddo.
Dear sister
I like what you call Crazy questions and your deep meaningfull photos …
you are the last standing women,I know.Do you ever think you are on your own?!!
We are all behinde you , you are a guiding force ,yes for tigger and for Us(others)
Even beofre you write this,I wrote that
http://www.couchsurfing.com/group_read.html?gid=272&post=771995
With love and affection
Mo
Just two little comments
-I know I’ll never achieve anything.
Absolutely wrong, because you did before, you still do today and can do it again tomorrow.
-I’ve stopped caring.
We care about you, and I know you can never be indifferent.
Alex.
If I could understand you all I wouldn’t be where I am.
I’m just tired and hurting and tired of both.
Your words enter my head but they keep bouncing off the walls.
I’ll try a little harder.
Salam
So we are waiting your next post on DAILYDOG….! c
I was hoping you would be feeling well after all these years… I’m not sure whether you remember me, but I remember you: you helped me and you cared! I hope you will continue making a difference because I know you can, not just for others, for yourself as well!
@Noreen
Of course I remember you. How could I not?
There are times when I do feel better, now is just not one of them. I’ll get over it again.
If you feel like it, let me know how you are and what you’re doing.
I’m doing good. I’m still living in the Netherlands after graduating college. I work for the tax office, supervising a team with the - I’m not going to try to translate this - BelastingTelefoon in Leeuwarden. I live together wih my boyfriend Martin. I think this about covers the basics.
I hope you feel better soon. From what I’ve read, you’re not on your own! I too am curious to know what and how you’re doing, so the same goes for you: if you feel like it, keep in touch. You can always e-mail me.
I care too.
Just my two cents.
I don’t know you, so I can’t remember anything. You where the very first person commenting on my blog. There for alone, I wish you the best. Re-read Murakami backwards, hang on, and know that spring is just behind the corner. llx.