through space and time

So between Facebook, Journey and Thursday I’ve been able to keep my sanity this week. Who would have ever thought that a group on Facebook would turn out to be my biggest support this week? I haven’t hours upon hours on the group site, but I have spent some time reading discussion groups and posting occassionally. I didn’t realize until today how important it really was for me. For whatever reason, my friends here in Fredonia couldn’t help me through this. Kristen was the only one who I think saw how much it upset me. And she’s willing to listen and talk, which did help. But I needed more than one person. The Facebook group provided me with thousands of individuals to talk with. Some of them are morons. They say the most ridiculous and stupid things. Others are just annoying. Some of them are intelligent, but I completely disagree with them. They were the most enjoyable to “talk” with, because we could have a debate, not a screaming match. It was very interesting to read people’s reactions to what had happened. And these are students from all over the world. I haven’t connected with anyone one person on the group, but then again there are over 350,000 members.

I’ve talked briefly with my mother about it and emailed my pastor and cousin in short emails. But I haven’t really talked with anyone else about it. The group has become such an amazing support group. There are seven admins, seven amazing guys who have dedicated themselves to moderating the group. They have worked their schedules so that at least one of them has been online at all times. They are from all over the world, not just North America. Its been really amazing and mind-boggling to have that kind of support system. Eight years ago, when Columbine happened, this wasn’t possible. People complain how the Internet has isolated people and made everyone less human. I think this just shows how human we still are. It has literally saved my life this week, preventing me from being isolated. Isolated is excatly how I’ve felt at my school this week.

And I love Journey. I wish I had my record player out here. I don’t know why they or Thursday help, but I stopped trying to figure that out when I figured out that they do help.

Highway run
Into the midnight sun
Wheels go round and round
You’re on my mind
Restless hearts
Sleep alone tonight
Sending all my love
Along the wire

They say that the road
Ain’t no place to start a family
Right down the line
It’s been you and me
And lovin’ a music man
Ain’t always what it’s supposed to be
Oh, girl, you stand by me
I’m forever yours
Faithfully

Circus life
Under the big top world
We all need the clowns
To make us smile
Through space and time
Always another show
Wondering where I am
Lost without you

And being apart
Ain’t easy on this love affair
Two strangers learn to fall in love again
I get the joy of rediscovering you
Oh, girl, you stand by me
I’m forever yours
Faithfully

Whooa, oh-oh-ooh
Whooa, oh-oh-ooh, oh
Whooa, oh-oh-oh, oh-whoooooa-oh
Faithfully
I’m still yours

I’m forever yours
Ever yours
Faithfully

Faithfully ~ Journey

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April 23, 2007

I’m glad you were able to find that supportive structure, Rory. Kudos. 🙂

In one of your TOd entries from 2004 you wrote “But my therapist told me that I might not be just depressive, I might be bi-polar. Which really scares me. My uncle is badly bi-polar and I don’t want to end up like him. Its terrifying. And I’m scared of the meds they’ll put me on.” and you were younger then that doesn’t give me an excuse, but you felt the same way. I don’t know the fear of bi-polar

It hangs over me. I’m not saying that I want/don’t want bi-polar, but still at the same time if would be nice to give a name to how I’ve been acting and feeling… you know? To be able to say that I really can’t control it to my friends. They think I try to act the way I do and I don’t, most of the time. I’m not scared of meds, I just don’t want to be hospitalized because my meds work wrong…

I’ve always been scared that they will take me away or do something to my dad. I’m scared that meds might cause even more problems than I have now… you know that it just scares me. It isn’t something that I want, and it definetly isn’t something I need, but I don’t know right now. Emily and I don’t have that trust yet… she still thinks I’m a little kid and I don’t know what depression is…

I never tell anyone when I’m in a very bad state of mind. I’m not that strong of a person, I don’t know, I’m only fourteen and I don’t want to deal with it, but like I said it would be “nice” in a VERY twisted way to have a name for what I do. So, I don’t know what to do and CONGRATS on keeping your sanity, I know how difficult that can be. ~Drisha sry 4 the many short notes I’m not premium user

April 26, 2007

Thats one of my favorite songs … RYN: That was possibly one of my all time favorite scenes from Gilmore Girls. I was cracking up. I don’t have a Luke but I would be like Lorelai in that situtation. Take care *Heather*