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LISA JANE McCUMBER husband MICHAEL McCUMBER
HERE YOU GO HERE IS LISA AND HER HUSBAND......WELL I GUESS THAT ENDS THIS THREAD.....WOW IS REALLY ALL YOU CAN SAY
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Are those the big guns she was talking about?? ahahhahahahhahahhahahaha
hhahaha Helen... LJMac approved..
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Yesterday 04:05 PM #334 BlueDemon
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Yesterday 04:14 PM #335 kefalianos
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the words of our friend that is happy with her life......(by the way,your facebook is public,so don't start rambling again)
Lost 1 Kilo
December 2011
I don’t know what’s happened to me of late. I’m finding that I’m fading into a shadow of the girl that I used to be. And I’m fast forgetting who that girl was and what made her tick.
I’ve found a lot more sarcasm in myself and I’m a lot less trusting than I used to be and if anything, I’m a lot less social than I used to be. I find myself making excuses to those that are my friends. They call and want to catch up, have lunch, go shopping or even just chat on the phone and I shy away from it all. The GF just looks at me with that ever knowing look on his face but he says nothing. I guess after all these years he knows that pushing me into things that I don’t want to do is pointless because the trauma that comes after it is just so hard to deal with and he has such a hard time watching me put myself together again.
There are days that I wake up and I’m fine. I’m happy, I’m smiling and I have plans for the day. But then I open the blinds in any room in the house and I freeze. And suddenly the thought of going outside and dealing with people is just too much. So I retreat and hide out in the sanctuary that is our bedroom. Bugger the house work, bugger the shopping, bugger the phone, bugger everything that doesn’t involve me blocking out all that just takes the life out of me and leaves me in a state where the only place that feels safe is under the doona until Michael gets home.
And then there’s that. He gets home and as glad as I am to see him, I know that there needs to be an explanation as to WHY I haven’t done all that I said I would, why I haven’t cleaned the house and why I’m still asleep at 4pm in the afternoon. And answering with “because it’s the only place I feel safe” just doesn’t cut it. Bi-polar and OCD sucks to the max but its something that I’ve lived with forever now and most of the time I handle it and if I didn’t tell people then they wouldn’t know, but then it rears its ugly head and I’m back at the bottom of the well wrapped in the blanket of darkness that I am so used to using to keep me safe.
You see, there is nobody I trust enough to talk about this to. I know people will be reading this and saying “but you are talking about it silly”. But I’m not. Not in the way want to. Not in the way that someone will understand. Not in the way that will make that blanket of darkness disappear and leave me forever.
