Vicious cycle

Ok, can anyone guess that PMS and circumstancal events were the cause of the past couple of blogs? Since my last post I've gotten a couple of email demanding that I wake up and look around at the people who do care about me. I know there are people who care about me, I know that. What I was crying and whining about was something completely different. Something I probably know the answer to in my heart already. I just have to open my eyes and see it.


That's one of the worst things about me, the need for reassurance. I need it. I crave it, I want it. I don't necessarily get it.