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[aid] => mick
[title] => why put yourself through hell and back again
[time] => 2004-08-24 19:59:48
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[bodytext] => What would you do if I were in an abusive relationship? Would you repeatedly tell me that I deserve better? What would you do to help me? Would you call me every once in a while and see how things are? Would you pray for me every night before you lay your head down to sleep, and slowly shut your heavy eyelids? What would you do? Would you offer to get me help? Would you offer to move in and help me get rid of him? Would you take all my burdens on your shoulders? No, well I would for you. What’s the matter with you!? What can I do for you? I love you!!!!!!!!! I truly mean it. It tears me up inside to see someone I love put themselves in that place. I hate seeing my favorite, coolest aunt waste away to nothing. I care because I love you, Not because I am bonded to you by family. Take a look around there are so many people that want to see you secede. Dig deep inside yourself and ask yourself, don’t I deserve better? Who is Diane, and is this what me gut tells me to do or what my fears tell me to do? Honestly Aunt Diane I have been there. I know how it feels. Its like life isn’t worth living. Its not worth getting up in the morning. YOU CAN GET PASSED IT THOUGH. Slam on those brakes and hit the stop button. Rewind back to when you were happy. How did things change from then to now? Hit the stop button again. Now press the fast forward button don’t stop at where we were, keep on going. Think about how if you were to commit suicide who would take care of the boys? Who would become my favorite Aunt? Not Nana that’s for sure? Did you know that sometimes when I think about you I just cry? I fall to my knees sometimes and cry out “lord please help my Aunt Diane become strong and never give in” Aunt Diane this came straight from my heart. I love you. Do yourself a favor and stay with the therapist. It took me a year before I started to move forward, because I kept trying to blame all my insecurities on the people around me. I kept on running from my problems I got nowhere, just more depressed. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 173 [topic] => 65 [informant] => ale5shr [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 2 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => toughstuff )
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