Category: things I’d tell a shrink
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Hurt
When it’s quiet and there’s nothing else to distract me, that’s when I think of my son. When i imagine what my next time with him will be like, that’s when I get sad. When I think of how much I miss him, that’s when I cry. Thanks for stopping…
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a bump in the road
I don’t think I mentioned this before, but for the last few years, I have been dealing with anxiety, taking prescription medication for it. For the most part, I’ve been able to live with it; but there is no wonder drug that magically makes you feel 100%. Not that I…
Rebuilding Rob 