December 2011
Could you look me in the eye and tell me that...
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So there's this patient..
Who keeps sliding notes under every door. The bathroom, linen room, supply closet, the front door, and any other door she can find. Every note says the same thing,
“Please take me home. -Jamie” and on the back they all say “Larned State Hospital”. Every single one written in blue crayon.
I’ve been collecting them so she thinks that somehow magically her notes are...
I'm so sorry.
For everything. For every time I made a promise I didn’t keep. For every comment I’ve ever made that made you sad. For focusing on stress instead of on the amazing girl I once called mine. For being careless and drugging myself so bad that I can’t even remember how screwed up I was when I was there. For being so immature that day that I broke your heart.. and refusing to shut my...
I would just like to point out that I have the...
Especially after a 13 hour shift.
My hands are tied.
If I tell you goodbye because I’m tired of hurting, it’s my fault. If I tell you that I’ll stay no matter what because I love you, I’m still wrong. Why can’t you see how much this fucking hurts? I’m so frustrated. I’m losing sleep. But you think I don’t care.. how can that be? I’m even wrong for writing this. But if I didn’t say anything,...
Thank God today is only an 8 hour shift. This will...
12 hours down, 4 to go. Money in my pocket!
By the way, I got a $1.50 raise. That’s enough to improve my attitude and ease some stress. :)
“The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places.”
– Ernest Hemingway
Things aren't always what they seem.
It’s possible that someone you think you know every part of, is going through things they are ashamed to tell anyone about. And nothing can be the same as before. Not until they get through it.
Here’s that feeling. The worthless, unneeded, and alone feeling. Oh well.
