Thursday, March 10, 2016
The Real Donald Trump
Dan Scavino said today that it's a shame the media will never talk about or show the kind heart that Donald Trump has. Those of us who grew up seeing the interviews from as far back as the 80's know he wasn't hated but rather watched in awe. How could a super wealthy guy could be so... down to earth? Well, he just is, and he always has been. While the media and establishment try their best to bring him down ...it just doesn't work, and it won't because most of us who support him already know of him. We've paid attention because, well, how can you not? So when you hear the slander and lies, and they are lies, remember this: A lie will travel the world and back while the truth is still putting on its shoes.
Wednesday, March 9, 2016
The Status Quo.
It's been a week, and this entry is going to be brief and probably more than a little boring. My goals, as I've spoken about often, are to purge thoughts, etc. in my blogs. As of today my thoughts are fairly off, meaning I'm having trouble really understanding what it is I need to talk about. This dullness becomes the color of all of my life these days as the prednisone withdrawal wreaks absolute havoc on my body; This is the worst thing I've gone through to-date.
While I know that withdrawal will bring miserable consequences, ones that often can't be avoided, the possibility that there is something else going on is [possibly] evident in what I'm experiencing. Could it be that the withdrawal symptoms are simply symptoms of some other unknown problem yet to be discovered? My liver Dr. seems to think so. But damn. I can't deal with this much longer. Someone needs to get on finding out what the hell is kicking my ass SO badly that I have no quality of life anymore.
As I type this entry I have to lean my forearms on the laptop, putting my arms at my sides often as well because I simply cannot hold them there for long. This weakness is hardly tolerable on any level.
I'm simply too weak to keep typing... just wanted to check-in...
This is really getting ridiculous. And as for any support from T... nope. I have to accept that I'm in this alone. So be it....
While I know that withdrawal will bring miserable consequences, ones that often can't be avoided, the possibility that there is something else going on is [possibly] evident in what I'm experiencing. Could it be that the withdrawal symptoms are simply symptoms of some other unknown problem yet to be discovered? My liver Dr. seems to think so. But damn. I can't deal with this much longer. Someone needs to get on finding out what the hell is kicking my ass SO badly that I have no quality of life anymore.
As I type this entry I have to lean my forearms on the laptop, putting my arms at my sides often as well because I simply cannot hold them there for long. This weakness is hardly tolerable on any level.
I'm simply too weak to keep typing... just wanted to check-in...
This is really getting ridiculous. And as for any support from T... nope. I have to accept that I'm in this alone. So be it....
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