Does it really make a difference?

May 18, 2007 14:38

I had a huge test of faith last two weeks. No, not the godly type of faith but rather self faith. Faith in the cause that I've given myself over for during the last two years ( Read more... )

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erg May 18 2007, 23:06:59 UTC
Good lord on a popsicle stick. My mom's husband kept smoking for years after she wrote a book on how to stop smoking. I do crisis care outreach, does this stop my friends from getting into crisis or reacting well, like humans and I still have to/get to, step up? We don't get to do this to ourselves, if we're gonna get this close in, baboo. I do crisis interventions on suicidals, and yet Paige went off the bridge and Jimmy went off the bridge, two in the last two years. Does it stop me? IT HURTS ME. And in that, I stop to recover, but if someone else calls, it doesn't *stop* me, unless I simply can't do it 'cause I can't hear them 'cause I'm still recovering, otherwise? No.
He's gonna get tested, though he's an idjit for not getting tested inside the first few weeks we all know why.
Drop out? No. Drop him? No.

I know who's gonna wanna be there for you if you get sick, and he's on the short list. You know me, I'm going to date people who aren't just poz, they're going to be co-infected. Does that mean I'm "Risking my life"? Yehright, whatever, I know the safety guidlines and I know sometimes things fail to work and I can be infected. It doesn't stop me from deciding who I'm going to love, when. Maybe "How", but that's me, I'm innundated with this stuff on purpose, by choice. I know, it's got to feel like a personal failure. That's how parents feel, all the time. I don't think it is, at least not on your part.

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