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Feb 01, 2007 12:30

I am so stressed and worn out.  I'm just at the end of my ability to cope.  My office is ridiculous, and it's just getting worse.  I need a vacation, I need a nap.  I don't want to live without Michael anymore.  I'm lonely, I'm depressed - I wish I could just leave right now and go be with him.  Even the cats are lonely.

Right now I just wish I could get violently ill, get put in a hospital, and maybe even a straight jacket, and they could just pump me with sedatives.  That's the only thing that sounds like any fun.
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