Sobbingness
The Last Time: over at friends' house, and realising in the middle of a heated debate that I was, once again, simply playing Devil's Advocate in an attempt to make someone - anyone - listen to me and value my opinion, or even the fact that I HAD an opinion. Was a moment of great clarity and learning for me (training to be a Counsellor, see, and starting to understand where most of the shit in my life comes from.)

Every time: I hear Green Day's "Good Riddance (Time of your Life)" - reminds me of the scene in ER when the nurse who was HIV+ read the lyrics at the funeral for Dr Anspaugh's son who had died of leukaemia. Can't even sing the song quietly to myself without eyes welling and voice wobbling. Rubbish.

Oh, and Andaman - you may find going to see a Counsellor will help. Seriously - and only if you want to, of course - look into it.
(AlohasRyk, Fri 15 Apr 2005, 13:15, Reply)