So Long, Farewell...

My days of blogging are over. Short lived as it was, I'm moving on.

I've got some people really doing an excellent job of trying to make things miserable for me. But through that? I realized how many really great friends I have, outside of this box. People who are calling to check on me, people who are caring for and watching out for my children, praying for me in the school parking lot, inviting me to prayer groups and breakfast and coffee. My phone has not stopped ringing. This morning, because of incidents the last two days, there was a group of 5 moms and a dad waiting for me in front of my son's classroom. Waiting there just to wait with me until the kids went in, to make sure nothing happened and I was okay. Last night there was a call from a teacher who said if I needed to come in her room to hide or talk or if I wanted her to come outside and stand with me in the morning she would! A friend called yesterday and said to get her a game schedule because she was coming to sit with me at every game from now on. These are people with busy lives. With children in school and activities. But, they are willing to make sure that I'm okay. That no one gets near me or has the opportunity to hurt me or my children. They aren't telling me just to not let these people get to me because they've seen the havoc being caused by these people and the real hurt and stress it's causing me. These are the kind of relationships that I need to make time for, that I need to nurture. So, I will. I am. I'm through talking to a box.

Bah

I feel terrible. I'm an emotional wreck, my hair is falling out so fast I can see it thinning(and I have a TON of hair), I'm PMSing in a way I haven't since before I went on my meds. I have no energy, haven't worked out, want to cry and cry and cry.
I am seeing my doctor tomorrow, but it doesn't feel soon enough.