For the first time in eight months (July 12) I need CRITICAL CARE. I've had an overwhelming loss to the point where I think I need a cigarette to get through this. I'm nearly at the point of not caring about what happens to me right now. My husband has cigarettes and he has offered me one if I want it. I've tried everything else to relax me...I've not stop crying for 2 days and I'm so depressed I can't bear it. I have to go somewhere right now, but I promise I will revisit the blogs before I do anything stupid. (as if this isn't stupid enough)
