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<description><![CDATA[<p>Life seems to always be complicated.  There is hardly ever an easy path.  Sure for a while there might be but the easy path always seems to lead to an even harder road later on.</p>

<p>Living with Did is very complicated.  Theres always a sence for me of no one really understanding me, or wanting to understand.  Its like the world thinks that if you take a pill and just see a shrink everything will be better and it doesnt really work that way.  Or they think that because you are mentally disabled it also qualifies you as being dumb and unable to make any sort of decions for your self.  Especially if those decions go against what they believe in.  Its a vicious cycle between trying to prove yourself and being knocked back down.</p>]]></description>
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<description><![CDATA[<p>I believe that we all hold secrets deep inside ourselfs that we hope no one will ever find out.  But it is in having someone break through all our walls and deliever us from the secrets that bind us that we find true freedom.  We are so afraid of what people may think of us or what their reaction maybe that we put on a face that is not our own and pretend to be someone that we are not.  We spend more time worrying about what others will think of us than we spend worrying about if what we are doing is right for us.  Often times we do things we know is wrong just to try and fit in.  I wonder sometimes what life would be like if we spent less time trying to fit in and more time being true to ourselfs.  </p>

<p>I had a friend who i talked to the other day that made a comment to me that said she was surprised at how mature i was for my age.  I remember thinking when she said that * if you only knew, really knew*  </p>

<p>I thought it only fitting that i share just a couple of my secrets with this post.</p>

<p>I refuse to go into a bathroom or any room with a mirror in the dark cause i believe that people will jump out of them. I also believe that toys can come to life at night or when no one is there to watch them and that there are monsters that live in the closet and under the bed and furnature. </p>

<p>I do stuff to get into trouble sometimes not because i want to be scolded or a brat but because i want someone to care enough to say no  and still care about me even if i've done something wrong.</p>

<p>my grandpa, my grandma, and my dog all died and while i was no where near any of them when it happened, i still blame myself for their deaths and for not being there more for them. </p>

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There is a friend of mine who i care about dearly even though i dont talk to her all that often who posted a link to post secret on her journal.  I cant thank her enough for posting that link.  I've watched it over and over and over again.  it was the inspiration for the entry i wrote today.  <br />
I dont wanna mention names in this entry, but, thanks :)  You have been such a major help and support to me over the past several years.  </p>]]></description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 01 Nov 2007 15:05:35 -0800</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[<p>I registered today on this one site that has people of all ages on it, inner kids like me and grown ups too.  jill has been on it a while but she wont really talk to anyone.  She says she feels sorta funny.  Personally i think little kids are just pains.  </p>

<p>I want to get some new clothes and put red some red stripes in my hair.  Maybe get some chains and stuff too.  I hate almost all the clothes we have here.  Almost everything is made for jill or the others.  They all have horrible taste!</p>]]></description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 29 Oct 2007 10:47:21 -0800</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[<p>yesterday was sorta a tough day for me.  My mom cooked breakfast and brought it over to me which was really cool.  But then i sorta woke up and said thanks mom and gave her a kiss infront of her son. I felt sooooooo bad about it.  Kinna like I really screwed up and was this big failure n stuff.  I sorta faded in and out all day.  I know silent spent alot of time around yesterday cause i ended up with part of a new poem. its still a fragment yet.</p>

<p>  In the stillness of the night once more<br />
Settles an air of doom and despair</p>

<p>Shadows dance to and fro<br />
Across an empty shallow heart</p>

<p>A hollow voice screams out<br />
of anger pain and hurt.</p>

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Everytime i was around yesterday i felt like my skin was crawling.  Just the thought of even being touched almost made me jump outta my skin.  I've been like that off and on now for a lil while now.  </p>

<p>I kinna wonder why it is that we feel that we have to be so perfect?  Like if something goes bad for us so often its like the end of the world.  Letting someone else down or the thought that we may have let someone else down makes us wanna hide away forever somewhere and just sorta give up on everything.</p>]]></description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 28 Oct 2007 09:14:06 -0800</pubDate>
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<title>october 15th</title>
<description><![CDATA[<p>wow!  its been a really long time since i've done a journal entry on here.  Theres been so many changes for me, some good, others not so good.  For a while i sorta entered almost like an alternate space, at least thats how i would describe it. I'm not sure how else to put it into words.  Its like wakeing up and you know your bodys moving and your talking n stuff like that but it doesnt really seem or feel like its you doing it.</p>

<p>My mom moved out and divorced my dad.  Sometimes i feel really sad about it but other times happy too cause at times she wasnt so nice to amy n jill.  On the goodside. with her leaving I gained a new mom and also a bestfriend.  Shes been absolutly wonderful having around.  I dont expect that things will be perfect but i do expect that things will be alot better than what they have been in the past for me.</p>

<p>I finished up accounting and am now taking early child hood education.   Jill has joined  a group for inner kids and amy, well amy is being amy.  I have yet to meet a teenager that isnt difficult, or doesnt think they know everything.</p>]]></description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 15 Oct 2007 12:31:19 -0800</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[<p>we finally hit one of our goal weights of 105.  <br />
Its not really that we see ourselfs as fat as much as it is that we are so afraid to gain any weight for fear of getting fat.  </p>

<p>With everything being so far out of control its nice to have something to be able to control, as silly as that sounds.  Its like, ok i cant control anything else that is going on but i can control what goes into my body.</p>

<p>Weve hit a very severe depression again. this really sucks.  Everytime we start to do better, we back slide down again.</p>]]></description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 15 Dec 2006 04:56:29 -0800</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[<p>somedays things happen that just sorta make you think.  I think alot of times but sometimes i think about why. Why am i here.  Why do people act the way they do.  I just seem to question everything.  There has to be a reason for everything.  It just cant all just be.  Sometimes its hard to understand things.</p>

<p>depression just sorta seems to be lingering around.  If i'm going to be bipolar, my body could at least give me some of the highs too.  Ok Everyone Did you hear that?  I WANT THE HIGHS TOO!!!!!!  I'm sick of having the medium blahs and then hitting bottom. </p>

<p>today was sorta one of those days where you just sorta wanna hide in the bed and pull the covers over your eyes and sing *LA LA LA LA LA I cant hear you and you cant see me.  I wish that really did work.  Kinna like it did when we were younger and still does for jill and tott.  If you just pull the covers over your head nothing can see you anymore cause you cant see it.</p>

<p>I took my kids to the park today and talked to another mom there.  She brought some wax paper with her so the kids all took turns going down the slide on wax paper.  It worked very very well.  You just have to make sure the slide isnt too slipery when you do it.</p>]]></description>
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<pubDate>Sat, 25 Nov 2006 13:36:02 -0800</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[<p>have you ever noticed that when you have a blog, or community or something like that, someone always comes by and adds spam to it or attempts to spam it in some way.  Its so very very annoying.  </p>

<p>My sister and I are going out black friday shopping.  I cant wait to go.  It gets me out of the house and her and i will get some time to talk.  i love having a mom and dad, but I love having a sister too.  I actually got 2 sisters now.  my youngest sister can be a pain sometimes, but i think thats a rule or something somewhere.  shes still a good sister.</p>

<p>I finally got Jill back into school and with her friends again.  I know shes been missing her school terribly.  Unfortunatly it took so long to get her back in again, most of the kids she knew that were in her class have either moved up a grade or moved or something like that.  I hope she makes some new friends now.<br />
</p>]]></description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 21 Nov 2006 18:12:35 -0800</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[<p>pepl are alwys comin n goin n mosa time dey don com bak gain.  dey say dey wil n den dey dont.  I fink sumtims it betr to jus stay hidn cuse den nufin bad can ebr hapin.  n if i jus stay hidn den thers no way for me to be in the way or be a pain n stufs.  </p>

<p>i jus wana hids n dispears for a whil.  Amy says i bes a pain n stufs n dats i shuld jus gos way.  </p>]]></description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 20 Nov 2006 17:26:41 -0800</pubDate>
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<title>We have this one cat thats sorta chubly</title>
<description><![CDATA[<p>We have this one cat thats sorta chubly and doesnt really seem to be overly friendly with anyone.  He sorta reminds me of a king or something like that.  Sometimes when I look at him, he seems to be saying, This is my house you serve me.  </p>

<p>For some strange reason the past few days he has taken to curling up on my lap while I sit at the computer.  He is even letting me pick him up and comming to me when I call him.  Its just soo weird because its unusual for him to do that.</p>

<p>My mom looked up one of my meds today, and then I did too.  It turns out the med I thought I was getting for sleep is really just another bipolar med.  UGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!  I really hate doctors, like i dont know what I need or something.   They must think I stay up all night partying or something.  Give me a break!</p>]]></description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 14 Nov 2006 19:40:47 -0800</pubDate>
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<title>on a roller coaster today</title>
<description><![CDATA[<p>I feel like I've been on a roller coaster today.  One minute I'm happy, the next extremly sad, the next i'm really angry at everyone and everything.  Its all really exhausting.  </p>

<p>Jill had a really hard day today.  Sometimes theres no way to explain things to a little.  Christmas time is a hard time, theres all the excitement about what everyone wants or what everyone is getting for christmas.  Then theres all the expectations.  Your supposed to be happy just because its christmas time.  </p>

<p>I'm instantly supposed to change into this little goody 2 shoes person.  Gag me!  People are sooooooooo annoying.  I would love to live on another planet or something.</p>

<p>                                                  Amy Jo</p>]]></description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 12 Nov 2006 16:49:49 -0800</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[<p>We’ve turned the page, for a new day has dawned<br />
We’ve re-arranged what is right and what’s wrong<br />
Somehow we’ve drifted so far from the truth<br />
That we can’t get back home<br />
Where are the virtues that once gave us light<br />
Where are the morals that governed our lives<br />
Someday we all will awake and look back<br />
just to find what we’ve lost</p>

<p>We need to get back<br />
To the basics of life<br />
A heart that is pure<br />
And a love that is blind<br />
A faith that is fervently<br />
grounded in Christ<br />
The hope that endures for all times<br />
These are the basics,<br />
we need to get back<br />
To the basics of life</p>

<p>The newest rage is to reason it out<br />
Just meditate and you can overcome every doubt<br />
After all man is a God, they say<br />
God is no longer alive</p>

<p>But I still believe in the old rugged cross<br />
And I still believe there is hope for the lost<br />
And I know the rock of all ages will stand<br />
Through changes of time</p>

<p>We need to get back<br />
To the basics of life<br />
A heart that is pure<br />
And a love that is blind<br />
A faith that is fervently<br />
grounded in Christ<br />
The hope that endures for all times<br />
These are the basics,<br />
we need to get back<br />
To the basics of life<br />
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We’ve let the darkness invade us too long<br />
We’ve got to turn the tide<br />
Oh and we need the passion that burned long ago<br />
To come and open our eyes<br />
There’s no room for compromise  ~ basics of life by 4Him</p>

<p>Today is one of those days where you pinch your self just to know your alive.  I've been floating in and out all day between barely being here and completly disapearing.  Right now I feel like completly disapearing.   I dont think anything even really happened.  Silents been around alot and taking care of things.  It helps some.  I think I'm just stressed right now.  I've been dealing with my ex and then everything else that goes on in life.  Well that and I know I'm premenstrual.  I always get really really depressed right before I get it.  Depressed and very agitated and edgy.  I take offence to almost anything during this time period.  It really sucks.  I'm on a new med and it seems to be helping some, but I'm still getting really depressed.  *sigh*   I wake up only to look forward to being able to go to bed.  I'd stay in bed all day long if it werent for my girls.  </p>]]></description>
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<pubDate>Sat, 11 Nov 2006 16:17:40 -0800</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[<p>I read on a web site a while back about mapping your system.  It seemed like a pretty easy concept to me. Seemed being the key word.  The further I get into it the more complicated it seems.  Not only do all my alters have their own personalities and sides to them but then theres all sorts of different sides to me too.  Sometimes I think things would just be alot easier if we could change our physical apperences so that every one could see all the different people that we live with inside of us.  It all gets so confuseing.  </p>

<p>A simple question like * what do you want to eat for dinner* can get very complicated depending on who is all around.  Theres one that hates anything with sugar in it, another that only wants to eat sugar, one that hates vegetables, one that hates most fruit, ugggggg!</p>

<p>Sometimes I wonder what being a singleton is like.  I personally think it would be extremly boring.  At least if your a multiple theres almost always someone there to talk to and theres always something going on.  </p>]]></description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 10 Nov 2006 14:14:45 -0800</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[<p>I promised the little people today that we would go to the park and roastmarshmellows and hotdogs and then we ended up doing yard work and crap and by the time we left the sun was setting,  My sister and i walked all the way to the park only to have our parents show up after we get there to say it was time to go home.  Sure they were going to do a fire at home instead but thats not the point.  I promised something and walked to the park to do it.  I'm not supposed to be pissed off about it though.  and then they ordered pizza.  Like that is supposed to help things and i'm just supposed to be all happy go lucky n stuff.  I'm not!!!!<br />
I'm not trying to say its anybodys fault. Just you know how when you really look forward to something and then something happens that you cant do it, it just sorta pisses you off for a while till you can vent a bit.</p>

<p>On the other side, I had alot of fun again today with my mom.  We spent alot of time together doing various things and it really was lots of fun.  <br />
I love both of my parents alot, theres just moments when i feel like ripping all my hair out and screaming.</p>

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                                                                   Amy </p>]]></description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 09 Nov 2006 15:30:36 -0800</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[<p>have you ever had one of those days where you can feel all the hairs on your head turning grey?  One of those days when you just know people are trying to make you go insane.  </p>

<p>Its been one of those days for me with both of my girls.  They seem to be on a contest to see who can make mommie go nuts the fastest.  They have been taking turns all day today having screaming contests for everything from wanting my candy to being told to laydown for a nap.  I seriously think at least half of my hair has turned grey today.  I finally had to take some xanx because my nerves were fried.  </p>

<p>On a good note we went shopping last night and while I have to cringe at the bill for my meds and other things, I had a blast with my mom.  It was nice just getting out of the house and having some positive time together.</p>

<p>things get so busy here alot.  Its nice when things slow down for a little while.  </p>

<p>I think we are going to the library soon to pick out some new books.  Jill really likes the berenstein bear books.  I think they are her favorite.  <br />
I started to read a serious of unfortunate events and got almost through the whole series.  I didnt care for them much but they are the kind of book that are soooooooooo annoying that you have to finish reading them just for the principal of the thing.  </p>

<p>jill and amy are going to start school soon.  I signed them both up on this online school type place that is really a neat place.  They have different classes for different ages.  I think it will give them something to do.</p>]]></description>
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