… that I’ve tried numerous times to post. I’ve tried to write, and I come up empty. Empty, empty, empty. This is why you’ve not seen me on here. But I want to write. Alas, it won’t come. But today I decided, no matter what, I would spew some writing out. So, here it is, such as it is.
Honestly, I think I’m still grappling with dissociative identity disorder diagnosis. Then there was the whole debacle with my ex-husband. Oh yeah, I am empty.
So there it is. I’m empty. I feel like I have nothing to share, but I miss you guys. So here I am. Empty with nothing to offer, but trying to be back. All I can offer is my presence.
I am scared, but I don’t know why. We have to go to bed, but its gonna be hard I think. I want to wake up Doc right now and give him a piece of my mind. I don’t feel safe with anyone. Too many things scare me right now. My ears are ringing. I don’t know why.
I wish someone nice was here with me.
Lefty – 10 years old
Hi I am ronnie and i am scared. Dan came to the house to check on Beatriz. I wanna go away. I dont wonaa be here. I had my Hammy the hamster stuffed animal, but I need more huggies. I am watching cartoons that Beatriz has on the tv for me. She taped clifford the big red dog. i am trying to feel happy from watching it but I don’t feel happy. I am scared of a lot of things. i am tired and i am going to bed real soon.