you do NOT suck! you absolutely do NOT suck!

repeat after me... I do not suck! I am a good mom! I am doing everything I should be doing! I do not suck!

and then say it once again for me!

love ya,
-d

i typed "and not in a good way" after the i-suck sentence. but i was afraid of damaging my children even MORE. hopefully, they won't read these comments. heh.

You are such a great mom, Stace. I read it in every single sentence that you write out here in the blogosphere. Your words drip with mommy love. Sure I don't know you personally. I can't say any of these things with any authority. But I can feel your heart. Way up here in cheeseville. Just like I know that you guys can feel mine when I talk about Kel. Always in my thoughts... Much love to you all.

(You don't suck. That is all.)

Well...I've told you before that I want to come back in my next life as your child and that hasn't changed over the years I've known you online.

Alcoholism and addiction are the ones that suck. I hate them so much that sometime I have to scream loudly and scare my poor animals. You don't suck, addiction does.

You have company in the weeping. I cry over every post you write, because I feel your pain, and because I understand and relate. It is cathartic for me, crying through your situation. Addiction has very long reaching tentacles, some good and some bad.

Ah hell, Stacey, I don't know what to say. Well, except maybe this: Life (right now) sucks. Not you.

:hugs:

You do not suck. Weep all you want and don't feel guilty about it.

I had to buy a chemistry coat for Olivier this week. it took me back to buying Christian's chemistry coat 'for Monday' 4 years ago; he never went back to school. If anyone saw the lady in sunglasses out shopping on a dark stormy day it was me hiding my red eyes.

Perhaps a bit longer in prison may be a good thing.

I think Bill should take you somewhere really nice and serene and pampering....YOU need a RESPITE!

You listening, Bill?