I feel like I'm drowning. Or being buried alive. These are dark, dark days. I can see beauty (my girls), I can hear it, but it doesn't touch me. I'm an empty shell. I want to sleep.
Hi, I've been reading your blog for a while. I have been wondering about you lately. I want you to know there are people here who care about you(even if you didn't know we were). I am on the highest dose of zoloft and cannot tell you how much it helps. It's not perfect but at least I can breathe and do the dishes. You deserve help, and so does your family. Please get help. You are not supposed to live life this way. It's not living. I know it's weird but you can email me anytime amby mcgee at g mail dot com. please do.
I'm a (part-time) working mom to two beautiful girls, Bonsie (7) and Berio (5) and wife to a pretty cool dude. I started this blog to chronicle my journey to lose 100 lbs in the hopes that someday what I have to say here will help someone else. Did I lose the weight? Maybe I did and maybe I didn't. But I did realize along the way that being overweight wasn't the problem. It was a symptom.
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Hi, I've been reading your blog for a while. I have been wondering about you lately. I want you to know there are people here who care about you(even if you didn't know we were). I am on the highest dose of zoloft and cannot tell you how much it helps. It's not perfect but at least I can breathe and do the dishes. You deserve help, and so does your family. Please get help. You are not supposed to live life this way. It's not living. I know it's weird but you can email me anytime amby mcgee at g mail dot com. please do.
Are you ok? I have been thinking about you.
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