tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895440453335552117.post7968483272423438813..comments2024-03-28T15:12:21.172-04:00Comments on calvin's story: powerlessChristy Shakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00106761191160700997noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895440453335552117.post-57319337910272289062013-11-15T22:28:43.514-05:002013-11-15T22:28:43.514-05:00Miserably apt, indeed. The words that occurred to ...Miserably apt, indeed. The words that occurred to me were panic, pleading, bargaining, terror, dread, slippery slopes, defeated, beaten, aching, laying in puke, stuck, stigma, exhaustion, bleeding, red, frustration, struggling, wounds, gashes and bruises, shaken, filthy, pharmaceutical dependence, days with more ‘don’ts’ and ‘won’ts’ than ‘dos ‘, dark, hazy, zapped, crash, mugged by a ghoul, always waiting for the rug to be pulled, despair, desperate, dashed hopes, dose after dose after dose, lost at sea, broken, drowning in worry, feeling ashamed, awkward, paranoid and so, so, sorry. And yes, vulnerable, impaired, inept, and awfully, terribly, powerless. Ajaxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15272210468592329126noreply@blogger.com