honest conversations seem to be lacking ears that listen. ty for your kind words, i will consider them, i'm feeling like i finally just grokked the extent of words said to me two weeks ago, and my perspective has gone from stage left to anthill. hanging suspended from a thread like a puppet whose strings were severed. finally realizing that the power controlling my strings is abandoned but i have no strength on my own.
RE: Percocet, depression and revelations - a daily slog