this new post is no excuse to ignore my quiz
i've been avoiding an update....so that MY QUIZ will remain at the top of my blog, and everyone will take it!!! but, apparently, everyone is Kathryn and Zeil. i am impressed with their scores....my scores on David and Kathryn's were abysmal. i think i just didn't feel like thinking when i did them. i'd just sorta read the question, pick an answer, and then be like, oh yea, that's not the right answer, duh. hopefully they can forgive me. cuz i do know them....i think.
and now, on to more pressing issues. abby. abby, abby, abby. i cannot keep getting drunken thursday night calls. and not because they're drunken or on thursday night, just because the content and the emotion are beginning to scare me more and more. granted, the calls should be made if such things are occurring, because i do want to help. my point is, i wish i could make this better for her so that i get happy calls all the time. i want abby to be happy - abby, i want you to be happy. and what worries me is that you don't want me to worry. and i know that i can't do anything to help except listen to you and talk to you...because i'm not there, i can't force you to go talk to someone. the distance makes me helpless, unhelpful. and you have the resources, the courage, the knowledge to do what you need to do. damn it, i don't know how to convince you of these things. and to make matters worse, your goddamn internet isn't working, so you won't read this. so...to anyone else who might read this and can help ab (i.e. mike, em, geordie), please, please, please don't let her push you away right now. don't believe her when she says it's fine, she's fine. i don't know what's at the root of all this, what has caused this sudden spiral, but you have to step up and help her. that means more than just talking, just asking, just listening, just sitting. it means acting. help her find a counselor. tell her mother she needs some love, some attention, some help. tell joe to spend some time with his sister. please. if i was there, i would do all these things. but the most i can do is ask others who are there to help. so please help. she's not returning my calls, she doesn't listen when i tell her how important she is to all of us. so help me help her.
and now, on to more pressing issues. abby. abby, abby, abby. i cannot keep getting drunken thursday night calls. and not because they're drunken or on thursday night, just because the content and the emotion are beginning to scare me more and more. granted, the calls should be made if such things are occurring, because i do want to help. my point is, i wish i could make this better for her so that i get happy calls all the time. i want abby to be happy - abby, i want you to be happy. and what worries me is that you don't want me to worry. and i know that i can't do anything to help except listen to you and talk to you...because i'm not there, i can't force you to go talk to someone. the distance makes me helpless, unhelpful. and you have the resources, the courage, the knowledge to do what you need to do. damn it, i don't know how to convince you of these things. and to make matters worse, your goddamn internet isn't working, so you won't read this. so...to anyone else who might read this and can help ab (i.e. mike, em, geordie), please, please, please don't let her push you away right now. don't believe her when she says it's fine, she's fine. i don't know what's at the root of all this, what has caused this sudden spiral, but you have to step up and help her. that means more than just talking, just asking, just listening, just sitting. it means acting. help her find a counselor. tell her mother she needs some love, some attention, some help. tell joe to spend some time with his sister. please. if i was there, i would do all these things. but the most i can do is ask others who are there to help. so please help. she's not returning my calls, she doesn't listen when i tell her how important she is to all of us. so help me help her.
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