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Hello to the millions of people not reading this. Yes, I mean you.

My name is Gabby, which unless a miracle/freak accident happens, is not something for you to worry about since you will never meet me and have to worry about not knowing my name. I have the tendency to not follow through with things, which I am hoping will change with this. Keep your fingers crossed. And toes. I need all the help I can get.

I will be 17 this week (yay me) and live in a small island nation. No I give no name, have you no sense of privacy! But I will be attending my second year at a boarding school in the United States as a senior, starting August something.

Due to my mother's unstoppable tendency to read to me when I was a child, I practically devour books and have to have a pen at hand at all times. I am training for cross country running, which by the way, isn't going exactly swimmingly. I babble and rant and rave. I'm a highschooler: what else could you expect!

 

So you (again, you being the faceless blob of internet viewers) can expect up to 17 posts a day or 3 a week. They could be essays or two words. Who knows? And don't say God! Even He's been staying out of my head recently!

 

- Gabby -

Has anyone else gone through depression and come out the other end "numb"?
I've never felt like this before, I feel like I want to scream but it doesn't help.
I want to cry but I can't.
I want to be depressed again.
At least when I was depressed I could feel my emotions, I felt human, now what am I?
I'm nothing.
It feels like an itch within your heart that you can never scratch.
There has to be some one out there that feels the way I do?
Anyone?

It has been awhile between posts, there has been little to post about, in short not much happening. My Wife had bronchitis this week; a quick trip to the Doctor took care of that, the antibiotics he prescribed have knocked it out. We are in the process of completing the ten day of antibiotics just to make sure it gets all of her bronchitis. She is still sleeping and I am killing time, when she gets up my day really takes off.

 

We are still planning to fly out to our youngest Daughters home this month; both of us need a few get away days. The youngest one has made all the arrangements all we have to do is get on the plane. Have to love that Girl. The oldest Daughter will look after our house for us. She is taking care of all the minor details, making sure we get to the airport on time. Funny how the tables turn, my girls are now looking after the old man and still rolling their eyes when I get stubborn. 

 

   

 

Have a good weekend and take care.

 

My Son in law, with the family pooches