The profound sadness once again covers me in a shroud- The help I have shouted for has fallen on deaf ears. The support I need to lean on feels absent, and the tears fall to the paper causing the ink to become unintelligible.
Obviously I will maintain all confidentiality in my posts. If you think you recognize a story as your own or someone in your best friend from high school's/significant others/step mom's cousin's best friends little sisters boyfriend's family - you are WRONG!. A post may reflect single stories or a compilation of attitudes and commentary. Word for word conversational authenticity is not guaranteed as I do not have a photographic memory and sometimes can't remember what my patients and co-workers said to me 5 minutes ago much less 5 months ago.
So take that and swallow it with the pill of your choice.Enjoy! Oh, and - these opinions are my own and do not reflect in any way, shape, or form, those of my employers (past, present, or future).