No, I really mean it. The holidays bring me to a place of despair. Just when I think I'm going to be Ok. I lose it. You see my family dumped me. That's probably in truth a really good thing since they are crazy , sadistic, alcoholic, mean-spirited, hate mongers.
But tell that to the little girl who just wants to be loved by her family. You know, the one that believes that there is a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. I started this blog to help me to not take a bottle of Tylenol PM and a pint of gin tonight.(I'm told that's knocks you out FOREVER)
Maybe I'll hold on to HOPE? You know ,that slogan that Obama is preaching. Maybe something good will come out of this nightmare of a life, a train wreck of an existence? Maybe just maybe there is a pot of gold at the end of the rainblow? For tonight at least I will hold on and stave off eternal sleep. My goal: to get through the night without thinking of my past. It always inspires me to want to say bye bye life.
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