tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26063103.post2234177233088914517..comments2024-02-21T08:58:09.518-08:00Comments on Her Bad Mother's Basement: Better TimeHer Bad Motherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03535958887714152413noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26063103.post-55552566379153937312007-10-02T11:13:00.000-07:002007-10-02T11:13:00.000-07:00Sounds like I am not the only one who knows what y...Sounds like I am not the only one who knows what you mean and how you are feeling. Ewe Are Here has it right - this is probably *depression* talking. Not you - not that girl who took the beans off her date's plate (nice move, by the way). <BR/><BR/>Don't beat yourself up. It's a chemical thing and needs to be treated just like any other illness. You don't get mad at yourself when you have the Dating Trooperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16295405140701372825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26063103.post-24609529317689691832007-09-19T11:18:00.000-07:002007-09-19T11:18:00.000-07:00I know what you mean, too. Hang in there. Your fam...I know what you mean, too. <BR/><BR/>Hang in there. <BR/><BR/>Your family does need you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26063103.post-13462641642436203452007-09-19T10:34:00.000-07:002007-09-19T10:34:00.000-07:00I am so, so, so sorry that you feel this way. I ec...I am so, so, so sorry that you feel this way. I echo everyone else when I say that you should seek some help.<BR/><BR/>And I want you to know, that I personally, although you will likely never know me, am here for you through and through. If you need me, pop over to my blog and let me know and I will email you/call you/whatever you need, friend.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26063103.post-33266713275769879692007-09-19T00:13:00.000-07:002007-09-19T00:13:00.000-07:00Please please please ask someone for help. A suici...Please please please ask someone for help. A suicide hotline will have referrals to counselors and doctors. Your family doctor will have referrals to counselors. Your local church will have referrals. <BR/><BR/>It really sounds like you're depressed, and this is the depression talking. Things can get better with some help, and possibly a prescription. They really can. Please reach out to ewe are herehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13339650361453626546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26063103.post-49610669888359638992007-09-18T23:40:00.000-07:002007-09-18T23:40:00.000-07:00I don't have anything helpful to say, except I kno...I don't have anything helpful to say, except I know how you feel and it's so incredibly unfair to have to feel that way. My thoughts are with you.Dragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05698870119394137697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26063103.post-71124967103538366332007-09-18T10:50:00.000-07:002007-09-18T10:50:00.000-07:00I have been where you are. Please get some help. ...I have been where you are. Please get some help. You don't have to feel this way, you deserve better. I see myself in your post, and I look back to where I was before I started seeing a counselor and I think of how far I've come. Please, please, take care of yourself.MamaKarenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09362788877219023266noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26063103.post-753188877332010662007-09-17T19:51:00.000-07:002007-09-17T19:51:00.000-07:00I know completely what you mean.I know completely what you mean.flutterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11828689769747130419noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26063103.post-6387671488780324822007-09-17T17:10:00.000-07:002007-09-17T17:10:00.000-07:00I feel for you because I spent many nights rocking...I feel for you because I spent many nights rocking my son and thinking that Sylvia Plath had it right all along. I got meds, which helped tremendously. Then I went off, fell off the cliff and into a spiral I almost couldn't pull myself out of. Meds again. It works for me and although I may need to be on them for the rest of my life, I know that life on the other side is just too damn sad to Fran Loosenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13901936001658736763noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26063103.post-82903429768765216302007-09-17T11:45:00.000-07:002007-09-17T11:45:00.000-07:00I do know what you mean.I do know what you mean.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26063103.post-71617510824846532332007-09-17T09:47:00.000-07:002007-09-17T09:47:00.000-07:00HUGS to you. I just want you to know that you aren...HUGS to you. I just want you to know that you aren't alone. I have those same thoughts...I do and I'm scared too.<BR/>I don't want to be a mess either, I want to be the fun girl I use to be. <BR/>Please hang in there...for me...for you...for your family! <BR/>Please see a therapist, tell your family, I did, it helped me tremendously!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26063103.post-71192816716368587912007-09-17T09:08:00.000-07:002007-09-17T09:08:00.000-07:00Find a counselor, a pastor, even a 1-800 number to...Find a counselor, a pastor, even a 1-800 number to help you get help. I'm sure even those friends who you think are tired of hearing about your pain and sickness would want to hear this thought, so that they can help you and your children. You are not alone. My prayers are with you.Kendrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08357784359637572152noreply@blogger.com