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[crowdog66]

I couldn't drag myself out of bed until almost 3:30 this afternoon, in spite of being in bed at 10 pm last night.

And now I'm considering going right back to bed again.

The depression is lifting, but much too slowly.

Yesterday I saw my GP, who had me in for a second round of urinalysis after a test in December came back with blood in the mix. If three tests show blood, they'll start scanning. Could be nothing. Could be a kidney stone.

In the middle of all this, George and I are finally poised to get a new main graphics machine. Probably one of these with a 20" or 24" screen. Tomorrow we make a trip down to Advance to see them "in the flesh" and compare screen sizes.

I can't stop trembling inside. Things seem to be breaking apart.

Why do I even bother struggling?

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[dark-puck.livejournal.com]

You bother because we love you. *snuggle*

[elaryn.livejournal.com]

Because life is worth struggling for and worth living. And as I keep saying, the world's a better place with YOU in it. Really.

Did you know that every time I look at that little red book you sent me (it's right here on my computer desk) - the one with all those kind thoughts written in it, by all those beautiful and wonderful people - I feel stronger. I feel loved, and I feel warm inside. You sent that to me. You arranged that. You.

May all the love and blessings you wished for me return to you a thousand-fold. May the darkness lift, and let day come again.

*hugs and much love*

[eastpath.livejournal.com]

*HUGS*