Monday, September 28, 2009

Random Musings Under Stress

Why do we imagine we're all alone when we're under stress; that no one knows or understands, that no one cares, that no one is there to help? Contrary to what the voices in my head tell me, there are PLENTY of people who, in reality, are there for me. People who say "sure, I'll be there" when I ask for help; people who say "I hope you feel better" when I express doubt, frustration or sadness. People who tell me what I should be doing (whether I asked for advise or not, LOL). My friends are always there for me, whether I remember it or not. Thanks to all of you.

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