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I realize I shouldn't have told a co-worker a piece of personal info. I did it to help her feel better, but instead my misfortune made her happy. Which I suppose is one way to help someone feel better! :rolleyes: She is gossips though, I've made it worse for myself to tell her. Bad choice.
I realize I can't say goodbye, maybe from saying it all the time as a kid? I try but fail. :( I suppose I avoid it, or end up omitting it.
I realize that I hate being single so much because then I have no one to distract me from myself. I don't know how to manage without having someone to hold on to.
I realize that I've got to take my life back. All the f*cking worthless maggots I thought were my friends turned out to be nothing but subhuman pieces of shit. I've come to expect this betrayal. To let such absolutely heartless and evil conservative pieces of filth even continue to live is the most unforgivable of crimes. The only thing that keeps me clinging on to this horrible life is the thought of my oppressors hacking up blood as zyklon B fills their lungs. I look forward to the day when I can finally perpetrate my vengeance against them; it will be the only joy I'll ever know.
^ I realize the above post may offend or trouble some. Unfortunately I can't edit or delete it, but I regret making it seeing the virulence of my language, plus it doesn't reflect my feelings anymore so any point I was trying to make then is now moot.
I realize that I may be fooling myself about being able to work part-time, even with assisted-employment...I just have too many chronic illnesses..., still, I feel I need to try.
I realized today the extent of the dysfunctional dynamics within my home arena. Although my symptoms are escalating, I remain present in my observation and thus less reactive to intended barbs based on my current financial position. I am not my wallet.:clown: