It's all so surreal some days, isn't it? How we can sit and see the outside world, watch it all fall apart inside, and feel so very lost and helpless and at the same time.... all knowing.
*shakes head*
I'm not making any sense. I'm sorry. I don't know what to say anymore, what to do. Lock up isn't really an option for us right now, our sense of duty is too strong, right now, Laney is preparing us for work, she's strong although not as much as Armand but she's the one that kept me at the same job for six years now, putting on the smile and taking us to work, careful to keep everyone at bay, careful to never let anyone at work know, careful to make sure we do exactly what we need to do, get us home after the workday, where we can break down, collaspe on the kitchen floor, crying, holding onto the dog and praying for this all to end.
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Re: Wanted To Comment
Date: 2003-12-12 06:32 am (UTC)*shakes head*
I'm not making any sense. I'm sorry. I don't know what to say anymore, what to do. Lock up isn't really an option for us right now, our sense of duty is too strong, right now, Laney is preparing us for work, she's strong although not as much as Armand but she's the one that kept me at the same job for six years now, putting on the smile and taking us to work, careful to keep everyone at bay, careful to never let anyone at work know, careful to make sure we do exactly what we need to do, get us home after the workday, where we can break down, collaspe on the kitchen floor, crying, holding onto the dog and praying for this all to end.