Therapy From My Friend The Lobster

It took a lot to do this. Things have been that bad. But sometimes you have to force yourself. When no one is listening anymore and they do not understand how close to the edge you are and the f**king parrot does the dog’s name again it’s overwhelming. You’re sweating, shaking, pale, crying, in physical pain and being told to shut up. What can you do? CREATE.DSC01122DSC01125


About darie73

I'm a daughter, a sister, and an Aunt. I've worked in the Hair Industry, Jewelry Manufacturing, and Retail Management. I'm also an Alcoholic, diagnosed Bipolar, Conversion Disorder, Anxiety, Celiac Disease, and other health issues. I talk about all of these things as honestly as I can. The stigma, medications, doctors, family problems, support or lack of support. I advocate for people like me, animals, and anyone else who feels like they don't have a voice. These are my opinions, I just ask that readers be respectful. Haven't we all been kicked enough when we are down? It's time to change that. View all posts by darie73

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