Tuesday, February 7, 2012


"Did you call the hospital back?"
"Can you clean your room?"
"Have you paid your bills?"
"What are you having for dinner?"

Questions. Prodding. Pushing. Pulling. Opinions. What I should do. What I should not do.

Leave me alone. Ignore me. I'm not here. Alone. I need to be alone. I need to be invisible. I can't handle this. 

Smaller. Smaller. Smaller. Disappear. 

I cover my ears and la la la.


  1. I don't have any great words of advise today, because...I'm right there too! But just know that your not alone!

  2. You are definitely not alone my dear in feeling like this.
    Questions, upon questions upon questions. It gets so frustrating that you can't think.


  3. Those questions sound like people trying to control! You do not have to answer...

  4. WHIRR,WHIRRRR WHIIIRRRRRRRRRRRRR... PLEASE PULL UR VEHICKLE OVER MA'AM! YES THIS IS THE FOOD POLICE. 2 waffles,NONONO 1 banana,NONONO and 8 oz. EXACTLY uv orange juiceNONONO that's what Ana tells me will happen if I tell the parental unit about her…suxs 2 b us /; stay strong (against the forces uv mom-mobile:)

  5. I love you for being so honest and open because now I know that I'm not alone! Thank you :)