I'm at the point where everything is puking out of my head through my fingers and mouth...it's embarrassing and it seems to be coming from within, with the urgency of panic :ninja:
I'm afraid. The days are going by so fast again and each time I get up o see where I am, how I'm doing, I seem to get clubbed and kicked in the gut with "stuff". By the time I begin recovery another week or so has passed and I'm further behind.
I want to stop the clock!!! :cry:
I'm afraid. The days are going by so fast again and each time I get up o see where I am, how I'm doing, I seem to get clubbed and kicked in the gut with "stuff". By the time I begin recovery another week or so has passed and I'm further behind.
I want to stop the clock!!! :cry: