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H!atus

Mar 31, 2009 - 0 comments
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Exactly what it says.  My vacuum broke and I had a mental shut down.  I don't know what to do and I stopped taking my Adderall because OCD cleaning is my life - I just want to sleep.  The weather is nice out and it depresses me even more because I want to go outside but I keep crying about my vacuum.  I know this may sound stupid, to be so broken up about a lame vacuum cleaner.  It's like losing a best friend ... or something extremely important to you, whether someone else may think it's silly or not.  I mean we all have special things that no one else could possibly care about.  

Of the material things I would rescue from a fire, if I had the time, I would only take Mr. Green.  Of course I would try to get my animals, even if it means chasing Ed out the door and never seeing her again (scaredy cat).  I don't mind being burglarized because who is really going to find value in a stuffed alligator pillow?  Sure, there are things I kind of like and wish that people wouldn't take, but they're all replaceable and really have little meaning.  For example, someone stole my favorite pen when I was in group and I had a panic attack.  Seems stupid, but that's how it is.  

So, as Vonnegut and Dwyan Hoover would say, "so it goes".  

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