I've heard it said the state of our room/home reflects the state of our mind. If things are messy, then so are we.

I hope you can arrest this fall down the slippery slide before you hit the bottom.

~Svasti xo

I'm so sorry that you're feeling so miserable. Let's hope you can nip this in the bud.

Sorry to hear about Hello Newman, and also that you aren't feeling all that great.

I hope you do manage to clean your room and that that makes you feel a bit better.

Dano,
Girl, leave it to you to worry about someone having to clean your room should you die! Hey, cross that one off your list ok, Darlin'.
Now, to make it more enjoyable for you to live...that's what I'm talking about.
My house looks a whole lot like a Fraternity House sans the good looking young boys. Ok, maybe I will spruce it up a smidge so I would seem more normal if anyone dropped by. Nahhh.
If you are good, then I will get you a surprise tomorrow.
I love you! Please don't leave me here alone with me.
Eve

Hey Dano,

The way you're feeling is valid and natural. That's just a whoooole lot of $@#% for such a short period of time.

Lucky for us, the world understands well enough that our parents can reject us and we can still find love elsewhere.

Svasti~My mind has been messy since I was born! I used to try and fake making my bed, by pulling up the nasty orange nylon bed-cover and draping the cover for the pillow over it!

I'm a fine artist that paints large, messy and, I think, good paintings. My OCD makes me focus on arranging the kitchen shelves to look pretty, when the room is furry with dust-bunnies.

The fact that I'm writing is huge: Hopeful.

Anon~I had to call my p-doc, who bumped one of my meds, Effexor, up to 450mgs. When I see him on Tuesday, he said he'll try me on Pristique.

I've read the stories of people coming off Effexor and most seem pretty bad. I have the week-end to think about it.

Thank you.

Polar Bear~What a lovely reminder that we have a virtual community. So kind of you to write to me.

I deeply appreciate it. I washed some blankets that Newman had lost control on. Then I went to paint a mural for my friend's nursery.

It is lovely to paint a singing goose, weight-lifting monkey, a fishing bear and a moon and stars, in a place that is absolutely neutral. It helps that the parents love what I'm doing.

Eve, my sister,

Lovie, I think I'll make it through this one. I need no gifts from you. Just knowing you is the greatest gift of all.

I'll stop by soon. All love and poppies to you, my petal!

Nathan~I'm mostly not upset about my father, unless I'm down. Then, of course, all the negative shit piles back in my head, vying for attention.

I am truly blessed with the amazing friendship of Cricket, Betty the Siggi and my lovely cats Nigel, Zebedee, Henrietta, (who needs a home as Nigel hates her)! and Cricket's dog, Griffin. My feral cat Gemma-Pooh-Bear misses Hello Newman, as he is the cat she loved.