10:55 p.m. - 10/24/02
still.
Still here, still not able to write about current circumstances. I spent the greater portion of the day weeping, and even though I've stayed "safe" I'm by no means capable of dealing with this pain. Alone, that is. So. I *have* been reaching out; I called Dr. R, who will call me back when he can, and I talked with Sara last night. I will be ok. It's just, sometimes, you talk with someone first. And then you talk about the talking. And eventually, what you have to say finds itself some words.
It's that, at the moment. God bless my stuffed animals and the (current) kindness of my mom...
and you.
chord
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