Tuesday, May 16, 2006Your wounds are your own, no one else's to lick- Parcel of Doom
So I left the message. "Will you sign them this time?" I don't know why I would believe you if you say "yes". You've said it before. But I have to try. Have to try again. I've checked the laws, can swing it financially - again. It's something I can't afford not to do emotionally. Because we need to let go of each other. We need to be free.
posted by Helen at 7:58 PM
12 Comments:
Thats hard, I'm sorry you have to feel those emotions
Helen, I don't know you well enough to know what the context of this post is, but I can feel the heartfelt intensity of this post and the one below. I'm in deep listening mode and I'm sending all the positive karma I can your way. Peace.
hey there, voting for you...
sorry to hear that...
(((((HUGS))))) Helen, I'm so sorry you're going through this. My heart hurts for you. :(
Good luck, Helen. It's so hard to be free sometimes, even when all you have to do is take one step. Speaking for myself, of course.
hope you get what you want, honey
Hey, Baby, here I am to lend support. I could go over there and beat the *&!%! out of him for you and demand his signature...
I am truly sorry this saga continues... sending all the LOVE and LIGHT there is for this gray cloud to disperse and be done with already...
Your Webster pal,
Robin
Your BLOG has an affect on me every time I visit. Thank you for sharing yourself like this.
Peace,
P. Del Ricci - Dark Glass
*Crippled but free, I was blind all the time I was learning to see.*
Hoping you will soon be healed and free.
Kisses.
Wow very powerful. Great writing.
Ooh, this is a very, very tough one Helen. Hugs for you ((((((Helen))))))
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