It’s kind of hard to admit, but a culmination of personal, professional and medical issues has come together to form what can be described as the trifecta of soul sucking emotional and mental attack of epic proportions.
I can not find the words to properly describe my current situation only that I feel like a happy go lucky Alice who has been pushed down the rabbit hole, falling, falling, falling, hoping to reach out for a root, a branch something to grab to slow the fall or stop it.
I don’t have a therapist, a nerve pill, a drink this, and eat me. I am out temporarily out of humor and realize that is what you come here for. I keep secrets from you I keep this light, I keep this superficial, I keep up a facade. It is not your job as a reader to become emotionally invested in me, and that is why so much is kept from you, I am but a bloggy booty call. My facade has been shattered like a mirror on the floor and I have no clue how far I will fall or how deep this hole is. I hope you can accpet my self imposed sabatical while I try to slow the fall and climb back out to the sunlight where I can once again say funny things, and share funny stories. Until then I simply apologize.
I do offer what I consider the best therapy I have ever seen.
Laughter is indeed the best medicine.
Laughter is indeed the best medicine. I hope whatever is ailing you is taken care of and that you are back to being healthy and funny soon.
And I still owe you a guest posting. I will try and come up with one this weekend.
Awww. I am so sorry that you are going through some shitty stuff. {{{{hugs}}}} Believe you me that you are more than a “bloggy booty call”. We featured in a MOVIE together. Our bond goes way beyond this. xxoo
NEWSFLASH: Stop it! haha, no really, We are all fucked up! I’m an emotional yo-yo. Between tears I’ll laugh if I hear someone burp.
But if you need a break from our blog-booty-calling, then so be it. But, I also hope you realize that we come to you for more than the booty call. Sometimes we want to cuddle, and that’s ok too!
Just take care and know that a lot of us want to be considered friends, and friends don’t just suddenly go away because the laughter is on hiatus…
Re-read that email from last night.. I meant it!! Rooms or numbers.. they’re yours whenever you need them!
Why would I waste my time reading shit from a sane person?!! I need to talk, read, vent and bullshit apples to apples and that’s why I wind up on your doorstep everytime. So jump on board captain whack jobs boat of the hopeless, insane and truly fucked up, Im saving you a seat ;0) kiss kiss from cali oxo
Awww, sorry. If it makes you feel any better, we can talk about you while you’re not here? Would that help? Oh, and STOPPIT! (and I mean that in the nicest way). 🙂 xo
It’s ok to free fall sometimes.
xojc