I was sitting at the table with my mom and dad and I just had to get up and leave.I couldn`t control it.I went to my room and started to cry.Everyone has their suggestions but nothing seems to work.I love my mother very much and she means well but she thinks if I pray hard enough or go to church more that I will be healed and won`t need medication anymore.There is such a stigma for those with mental illness.I need my medication just as much as a diabetic needs insulin.I do believe in God and stuff.I am just very confused right now.I just don`t know anything right now. ***********************************************
Is this the start of a breakdown?
~Tears For Fears~
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well, at least it cant get worse, right? sorry, nothing else to say about 'all that' anyways, here i am up way past my bedtime cant sleep but now you have gotten me wanting to listen to 'Tears For Fears' so thx for that...
Hello Tibby... I am sorry to hear you are going through such a hard time at this time.. Just try and keep in mind that you shall make of your day as you please... Yet try to progress on suggestions the ones you love may give you.. Yet if it seems to believe that they do not understand.. Try and look for ways to help them understand. communication is best.... Wow, Tibby, Hang tight! Things, Life and expirience in It all will wrap up a little better.. Stay Hopeful...
Truly Marisela
http://youtube.com/watch?v=ntm1YfehK7U
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today And then one day you find ten years have got behind you No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but its sinking And racing around to come up behind you again The sun is the same in the relative way, but youre older Shorter of breath and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines Hanging on in quiet desperation is the english way The time is gone, the song is over, thought Id something more to say
Home, home again I like to be here when I can And when I come home cold and tired Its good to warm my bones beside the fire Far away across the field The tolling of the iron bell Calls the faithful to their knees To hear the softly spoken magic spells.
sorry, nothing else to say about 'all that'
anyways, here i am up way past my bedtime
cant sleep
but now you have gotten me wanting to listen to 'Tears For Fears'
so thx for that...