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Goldman, did they teach logic classes at your high school? I can’t participate in that thread any longer because it’s just ridiculous. I’ve had more logical arguments with white supremacists. And I have a feeling I’m not finding roommates over the summer. Shit. And Chuckie is on my shit list right now. I kind of [...]
And to add to my adventures in therapy, Chuckie called me from home. What’s more unsettling is that I googled the number and he apparently has a listed number, cause I pulled it and his home address up. But the interesting thing is that he lives in a beautiful area of the city. Maybe become [...]
I finally spoke to my therapist, who will be referred to on this blog as Chuckie. (I don’t really think that his patients would want to Google and find my blog under searches for him.) We have our initial appointment for next Tuesday afternoon. As I explained to Steve and Jeff yesterday, I initially thought [...]
…you’d realize how inaccurate it is to term me as “scary.” I’ve been a bit emotional this evening about relationships. Like, very “woe is me” type of emotional. It’s because I have the innate ability to get romantically involved with the wrong types of people for me. Every time I have a breakup, I fall [...]
So, for those of you who don’t know, I got into a rebound relationship last April that wound up dying a fiery, horrific death in August. This ex-boyfriend has since sent me two crazy – and I do not use that term lightly – letters (as in, Unabomber in the mail shit). Like, you know [...]
So. I went to one of the free counselors at school yesterday to talk about my own personal insanity. It was a screener session, so she couldn’t give me a diagnosis and all she was really able to do was refer me to other head doctors. So. She thinks I might be bipolar and recommended [...]
Now that I’ve had a week or so to step back and look at things a little differently, I feel badly for you. I re-read your myspace and facebook profiles, and all I can do is hold back from crying, because you and I both know it’s all a bunch of bullshit. You can talk [...]
Within 48 (?) hours of my last post, “Gay Best Friend” had a mini-breakdown and decided to throw us (New Boyfriend and me) out of the apartment. This, of course, is after two months of bleeding my checking account dry. This, of course, is also after several apartment hunting trips in which the three of [...]
