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patgundTired of pie crust promises. Easily made, easily broken.
And while I'm glad a friend is getting help, it's bitter as well. Where was all this help from friends when *I* was going though the same thing? Where was the people willing to help me though it?
They weren't there. Not family, not friends, not anyone except me, myself, and I. And I had to pull myself up by my bootstraps and recover. (Doubtless someone will think I'm "whining" They can blow dead penguins for all I care.)
Must be nice to have people like that to help.
So sick of pie crust promises, of my feelings and time being dismissed like so much dust. Tired of being lied to about thoughts and feelings, being told one thing and shown another
So tired
And while I'm glad a friend is getting help, it's bitter as well. Where was all this help from friends when *I* was going though the same thing? Where was the people willing to help me though it?
They weren't there. Not family, not friends, not anyone except me, myself, and I. And I had to pull myself up by my bootstraps and recover. (Doubtless someone will think I'm "whining" They can blow dead penguins for all I care.)
Must be nice to have people like that to help.
So sick of pie crust promises, of my feelings and time being dismissed like so much dust. Tired of being lied to about thoughts and feelings, being told one thing and shown another
So tired
