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Jul. 18th, 2006 08:06 pmHere I am the invisible man
A lost fallen angel helping mankind where I can
My memories are there to save your world
For you I'm just the invisible man
A lost fallen angel helping mankind where I can
My memories are there to save your world
For you I'm just the invisible man
Tired fails to have a meaning when it's the -best- state you ever reach.
Not bitching about things does no good.
Bitching about things does no good.
Silence frightens my loved ones.
Non-stop rants are even more meaningless than 'tired' in the above example.
I simply don't have anything of value to put here, besides a thank you to the people who continually turn out to voice their support of me. Without the support of those folks, I simply would have vanished years ago. Someday I hope to be truly real, something more than pointless words on the screen that clash with the very visible reality. Someday I hope to make a step forward, and try and resume my life.
It won't happen until she's gone; regardless of her actual actions, it's enough of an open wound that I'm locked into place. That's the reality. I can hope, and I can dream, but until I can take a deep breath in a space I know is safe, with knowledge that it'll remain safe, I'm stagnant.
I want this to change. I lack the strength to make this change while I hemorrhage emotionally. Please be patient.
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Date: 2006-07-19 12:42 am (UTC)Salaam Elizabeth. You do not lack the strength, just the lifetime spent.
Sometimes, we must look into the face of adversity, and laugh.
Patience with yourself. Everyone (worthwhile) else can wait until afterwards.
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Date: 2006-07-19 01:08 am (UTC)Really. Just hughughughug :)
Patience
Date: 2006-07-19 03:10 am (UTC)Love you much, Sis.
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Date: 2006-07-19 08:45 am (UTC)waiting for a codepemdent person to wise up and leave you is as futile as waiting for the next honest politician.
Its not going to chage if you wont change it.
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Date: 2006-07-20 12:03 pm (UTC)