o25. it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah;

Feb 01, 2010 20:24

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Sent home from work because I "really do need a moment to relax". Were it not true, I suppose I might have been insulted; but Linda is a psychologist and I do not expect her to be entirely ignorant to changes in my temperament. Especially not when she seems to watch me like a hawk. Is it that obvious I am troubled?

Through all the years I have known him, I have never felt quite so much a mere prize as I do right now. I don't even know whether or not it is founded, though the manner in which my questions were effectively shut down would suggest it is. But I know better than to press any further and Patroclus, as well-meaning as he is, can not help. I wish I could ignore the questions others have brought to light.

I swear I have nothing against the girl--I wish her no ill will, I just can't be passed around again and cast aside want to know what's going on. But I was brought up to know when to hold my tongue. And being silenced is more than just a hint.

Linda procured sleeping pills for me. I'd rather not take them, but perhaps I will feel better if I have slept properly. She seems to be under the impression I need them. I ought to stop answering her questions.

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I've been sent home with a headache. I'm going to take painkillers and go lay down.

And before anyone asks--Yes, I am fine. No, I don't need anything.

... Except for Bonnie not to wake me up.

the magnetic left hand, been kept in bondage, the trauma that was my life, my black eye casts no shadow, working with children, made to be broken, turning the paranoia up to 11, always belonged to someone else, it fills my head up & gets louder

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