----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- come on let's go doing better. I really have to apologize for how freaky-fucked up I was in the last entry. What I want to know is when your pulse races at 120 beats per minute due to a panic attack - can you count it as exercise as sorts? But seriously folks.... I really do have the best husband in the world and I feel really shitty for saying anything even remotely contrary to that. I came home from work yesterday and bawled my fucking head off and he just pulled me close and held me and didn't even say anything about me getting pink glitter eyeshadow all over his shirt. He talked to me. He didn't talk down to me. He reassured me. He offered ways to help me. I don't know what I would do without him. And K? K is the best fucking friend ever. She made a special trip to my house today to drop me off a new stash of Ativan. And all of you who signed my guestbook and kindly refrained from calling me out as the selfish freakhead that I really am? Thank you. Really. Thank you. 7:02 pm - 09.21.02
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