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  <title>JacqieChan</title>
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    <name>JacqieChan</name>
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  <updated>2009-12-17T23:24:01Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jacqiechan:155232</id>
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    <title>jacqiechan @ 2009-12-17T18:24:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-17T23:24:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-17T23:24:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm sick to my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday,which i HATE is coming up and i decided to do something on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;It's the big 30&lt;br /&gt;One of my friends who promised to come is bailing out last second i can see... because of my ex.&lt;br /&gt;I broke down and cried. And i don't think it's because she bailed. It's because i didn't think the ex would do that. Actually a "friend" of hers directed me to her photography page and i felt so fucking proud of her i purchased a membership for her for the next year. To encourage her. One last gift before i leave. And now I get like kicked in the face again?&lt;br /&gt;All I ever did was love her and go back to her time and time again when she kept changing her mind about us.&lt;br /&gt;She was all i ever wanted. Ever. And she claimed she loved me too. But the more i find out who she is, the more i come to realize she never cared at all. i still never thought you could hurt someone who loved you so much, so bad.&lt;br /&gt;And it makes me fucking sick to still love someone who thinks you're a pile of fucking shit that they can stomp on over and fucking over.&lt;br /&gt;Cheating, lying, fucking me mins before saying they didn't want me....&lt;br /&gt;oh but i didn't say i wanted to break up??? &lt;br /&gt;what the fuck DID you say then?&lt;br /&gt;Where are my fucking shoes.... cause I'd rather them be burned then on your feet now.&lt;br /&gt;and i turned down sleeping with her fucking friend, &lt;br /&gt;i feel like a rage is shooting out of me and i can't control it&lt;br /&gt;and a sadness that has been all to familiar and a part of my life on and off these last 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck am i worth to this woman?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jacqiechan:154938</id>
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    <title>The whole truth</title>
    <published>2009-12-17T03:44:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-17T03:44:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am working really hard at being celebate. I have managed to stay this way so far. &lt;br /&gt;It might sound cocky or arrogant... but it's not&lt;br /&gt;My I don't give a fuck attitude for some strange reason makes girls gravitate towards me.&lt;br /&gt;I even had to physically push a girl off me.&lt;br /&gt;A sexual girl? &lt;br /&gt;Doesn't seem a sexual.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha i thought i saw her car and i made this girl hide from it. &lt;br /&gt;So fucking awkward.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;Through the women I have been hanging out with I realized that moving IS the answer. This community is too small. &lt;br /&gt;I found a place to live in vancouver.&lt;br /&gt;I have told maybe 3 people.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to tell any more.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need the drama that stems from it.&lt;br /&gt;I can't live in a memory anymore.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts too fucking much.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been to the doctor about the cancer since september. &lt;br /&gt;I have freaked myself out too much to go back.&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck am i doing?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jacqiechan:154747</id>
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    <title>jacqiechan @ 2009-12-09T18:43:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-09T23:43:42Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-09T23:43:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">turning 30. There was one point in my life i would have never believed i would make it to now. &lt;br /&gt;I did. &lt;br /&gt;To say it has been rough may be an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;My life has been a challenge, and when i feel weak and beaten, i think back to when i really WAS weak and beaten.&lt;br /&gt;All this pissing and moaning I do about my broken heart. &lt;br /&gt;You know what? &lt;br /&gt;She could never understand me anyways.&lt;br /&gt;She never has nor ever will experiance suffering the way i have. And she couldn't handle it if she did.&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't deserve me.&lt;br /&gt;I really am the one person who could read through that messed up reality and figure her out. Who had been there no matter what for her.&lt;br /&gt;She asked me once when i was driving her home why people treat her the specific way she had been treated...&lt;br /&gt;1. They're bags of shit&lt;br /&gt;2. she's never REAL with people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mostly with herself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving to get away from you, because i love you too much</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jacqiechan:154379</id>
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    <title>jacqiechan @ 2009-12-02T22:12:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-03T03:12:43Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-03T03:12:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I sat in the shower and bawled my face off.&lt;br /&gt;Reality is setting in. &lt;br /&gt;My plans are in motion.&lt;br /&gt;leaving my life is going to be so hard, but i have been preparing for it.&lt;br /&gt;The gym &lt;br /&gt;quitting smoking&lt;br /&gt;telling people like it is no regrets&lt;br /&gt;telling my boss i want a lay off&lt;br /&gt;celibacy issues&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be touched like that&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a whore&lt;br /&gt;i know that I'm wanted.&lt;br /&gt;There are a few &lt;br /&gt;I don't want anything special from them&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared to get too close&lt;br /&gt;and i don't want to explain my life&lt;br /&gt;they'll never know me&lt;br /&gt;or understand where I've been&lt;br /&gt;what I've come from&lt;br /&gt;I read the missed connections religiously trying to see that others relate&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder how many people there are like her&lt;br /&gt;there's nobody like her&lt;br /&gt;but how many people juggle the same person professing love and separation within the same sentence?&lt;br /&gt;Has it really been over a year and a half of yo yoing me?&lt;br /&gt;and i want to scream how much i hate her and hold her at the same tiem&lt;br /&gt;this is why i need to go.&lt;br /&gt;I would want to tear the arms off of every person i see touch her&lt;br /&gt;and i want to throw up at the idea of never seeing her</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jacqiechan:154341</id>
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    <title>Blake shelton</title>
    <published>2009-11-30T19:51:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-30T19:51:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If you're callin' 'bout the car I sold it&lt;br /&gt;If this is Tuesday night I'm bowling&lt;br /&gt;If you've got somethin' to sell, you're wastin' your time, I'm not&lt;br /&gt;buyin'&lt;br /&gt;If it's anybody else, wait for the tone,&lt;br /&gt;You know what to do&lt;br /&gt;And P.S. if this is Austin, I still love you</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jacqiechan:153871</id>
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    <title>jacqiechan @ 2009-11-30T14:21:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-30T19:21:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-30T19:21:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I keep breathing you in and it affects me emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;These women who kiss on me are absolutely beautiful and want me to give myself to them.&lt;br /&gt;But I feel like I'm waiting for something to change in me first.&lt;br /&gt;To feel some sort of desire.&lt;br /&gt;I feel weird in this melancholy state.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I hope to run into you or if I hope to avoid you.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I don't see you when I'm with them.&lt;br /&gt;And i hope you don't fucking tease me, just out of reach.&lt;br /&gt;Because I can't handle it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jacqiechan:153782</id>
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    <title>jacqiechan @ 2009-11-25T23:40:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-26T04:40:17Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-26T04:40:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm back from montreal.&lt;br /&gt;I went to montreal and ottawa. &lt;br /&gt;So far the winner is montreal.&lt;br /&gt;my sister's apartment is up in jan? She says i can have it.&lt;br /&gt;I think it's 500 a month?&lt;br /&gt;I think I would wait until feb though so that means to find my own apartment.&lt;br /&gt;This is everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climbed up on the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Just to see if I'd fall off&lt;br /&gt;I'm a frosted lemon coward&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how&lt;br /&gt;No don't know to hold you&lt;br /&gt;Without shaking&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not aware of how&lt;br /&gt;I could possibly love you&lt;br /&gt;Without aching&lt;br /&gt;Yes I give you everything&lt;br /&gt;Yes I give you anything&lt;br /&gt;I gave you everything&lt;br /&gt;Gotta watch myself&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta love myself&lt;br /&gt;And take care&lt;br /&gt;And so keep the light on before&lt;br /&gt;Ya hop into bed&lt;br /&gt;Cos, baby, this is the last&lt;br /&gt;Honest look I'll ever give&lt;br /&gt;I saved up all my sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Just to see you more clear&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little short on solar&lt;br /&gt;And I haven't given in&lt;br /&gt;No I'm going to hold you anyway&lt;br /&gt;And I'll do it without shaking&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'll love you always&lt;br /&gt;And I'll do it without aching&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'd give you anything&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'd give you anything&lt;br /&gt;I gave you everything&lt;br /&gt;Gotta watch myself&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta love myself&lt;br /&gt;And take care&lt;br /&gt;And so keep the light on before&lt;br /&gt;Ya hop into bed&lt;br /&gt;Cos, baby, this is the last&lt;br /&gt;Honest look I'll ever give&lt;br /&gt;I give you everything&lt;br /&gt;I give you anything&lt;br /&gt;I gave you everything&lt;br /&gt;Gotta watch my self&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta love myself&lt;br /&gt;And take care&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Gave you&lt;br /&gt;I gave you&lt;br /&gt;I gave you everything&lt;br /&gt;So I've gotta watch myself&lt;br /&gt;And love myself&lt;br /&gt;And take care&lt;br /&gt;This is your last look&lt;br /&gt;This is your last look&lt;br /&gt;This is your last look&lt;br /&gt;Yeah this is your last look&lt;br /&gt;This is your last look&lt;br /&gt;This is your last look&lt;br /&gt;And so keep the light on before&lt;br /&gt;Ya hop into bed&lt;br /&gt;Cos, baby, this is the last&lt;br /&gt;Honest look I'll ever give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="17" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="18" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>jacqiechan @ 2009-11-24T15:38:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-24T20:38:19Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-24T20:38:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hmmm you have been here. i see your ip in the history&lt;br /&gt;Why do you come?&lt;br /&gt;To see if i'm still hurting?&lt;br /&gt;because you miss me?&lt;br /&gt;is it too hard to let go?&lt;br /&gt;Why?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jacqiechan:153261</id>
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    <title>jacqiechan @ 2009-11-23T22:52:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-24T03:52:17Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-24T03:52:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dear life I once knew,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have allowed many things to distract, hurt and abuse me in many ways.&lt;br /&gt;I am done with you.&lt;br /&gt;I am about to embark on a new one.&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for many lessons and adventure we have had, but I have grown to hate many things about you.&lt;br /&gt;Around every corner there is a familiarity which has left its wound upon my body.&lt;br /&gt;I need a makeover.&lt;br /&gt;You grasp on to painful memories that devour the very air from my lungs I need to step forward. These last few weeks I have left you behind (with some exceptions) and stepped outside this world I was once accustomed to, and realized that I am worth much more then the credit allotted to me. &lt;br /&gt;You are now a shadow that follows behind while I walk towards the sun.&lt;br /&gt;I am tired of fighting you so the only move left is to leave you behind.&lt;br /&gt;It's terrifying and makes me so sad that the only response is to throw up, but I will never beat you.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to compromise with you and work you but like the unmerciful authority you are, you just kick me while I'm down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved you once and I love you sill but there's nothing left to keep me above water here</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jacqiechan:152988</id>
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    <title>jacqiechan @ 2009-11-19T15:58:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-19T20:58:35Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-19T20:58:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">looks like you're not the only one that's fucked, i am aswell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do i still want you?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jacqiechan:152782</id>
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    <title>jacqiechan @ 2009-11-18T20:09:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-19T01:08:44Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-19T01:08:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I leave friday</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jacqiechan:152205</id>
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    <title>jacqiechan @ 2009-11-16T15:20:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-16T20:20:40Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-16T20:21:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i quit my job today</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jacqiechan:151993</id>
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    <title>jacqiechan @ 2009-11-15T22:49:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-16T03:49:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-16T03:49:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Some feelings never change?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jacqiechan:151416</id>
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    <title>jacqiechan @ 2009-11-04T20:51:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-05T01:51:59Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-05T01:52:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've been told. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you choke, really</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jacqiechan:150979</id>
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    <title>jacqiechan @ 2009-10-28T15:03:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-28T19:10:57Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-28T19:11:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I can breathe&lt;br /&gt;I'm ok&lt;br /&gt;because I tried everything I could&lt;br /&gt;I wipe my hands with it knowing I will never have to deal with the regrets or the what ifs&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever call me again&lt;br /&gt;don't message me&lt;br /&gt;don't even look at me&lt;br /&gt;You made me feel like a dirty tramp by letting it unfold like that&lt;br /&gt;but we already knew you were capable of that same scenario didn't we?&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad you got off cause it would be a shame of you to treat someone like such a dirty pig and get nothing out of it&lt;br /&gt;I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;This was never about me needing you&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to share my life with you&lt;br /&gt;and you chased me&lt;br /&gt;with your tears burning holes in your soul&lt;br /&gt;promises that you think for the moment you don't want anymore&lt;br /&gt;jokes on you tania&lt;br /&gt;it's a matter of time before you flip flop yet again&lt;br /&gt;how will you rationalize it this time?&lt;br /&gt;because I don't trust you&lt;br /&gt;i love you but that's as far as it now goes</content>
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    <title>jacqiechan @ 2009-10-26T16:53:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-26T20:54:06Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-28T19:02:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">stop being stupid</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jacqiechan:150524</id>
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    <title>jacqiechan @ 2009-10-19T21:13:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-20T01:17:57Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-20T01:18:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have been slapped by the realization that I am below where I thought I would be.&lt;br /&gt;You think |I'd be used to my status in life by now&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was worth more.&lt;br /&gt;I am a second to partying.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how long I'll wait here</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jacqiechan:150048</id>
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    <title>jacqiechan @ 2009-09-09T21:52:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-10T01:53:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-10T01:53:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">it's been eating at me.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i never knew about him for sure.&lt;br /&gt;now it makes me think everything else was right.&lt;br /&gt;and more scared about what i am doing&lt;br /&gt;what am i doing?&lt;br /&gt;why aren't i ever enough?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jacqiechan:150001</id>
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    <title>jacqiechan @ 2009-08-27T23:46:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-28T03:47:31Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-28T03:47:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my boss almost fired me today,&lt;br /&gt;for being an emotional train wreck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried calling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do i do?</content>
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    <title>jacqiechan @ 2009-08-25T17:55:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-25T21:56:49Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-25T21:56:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i should have never did that yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should have known i couldn't handle it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ended up puking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i couldn't help myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i needed it like air</content>
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    <title>jacqiechan @ 2009-08-22T13:19:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-22T17:23:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-22T17:23:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Something good has happened &lt;br /&gt;i think i found my brother&lt;br /&gt;my mom had a baby when she was a young teenager whom she had given up&lt;br /&gt;all our information seems to match&lt;br /&gt;age, name at birth, my mothers age&lt;br /&gt;the adoption agency, place&lt;br /&gt;hospital&lt;br /&gt;plus he wrote that he thinks she was polish&lt;br /&gt;and that the father didn't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of this is the same&lt;br /&gt;i sent him an email with more information i have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the funny thing is he lives here in toronto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my biggest fear was finding him and him not liking me because i am gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this guy is gay aswell</content>
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    <title>jacqiechan @ 2009-08-20T22:16:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-21T02:18:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-21T02:18:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i am back home&lt;br /&gt;and have found out my mother was in intensive care&lt;br /&gt;shes at home now with a nurse&lt;br /&gt;she has something called c dif?&lt;br /&gt;she says that people sometimes die from it&lt;br /&gt;she bleeding heavily from her colon&lt;br /&gt;if my mom dies i will lose my shit&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i'm not even here&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to do</content>
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    <title>jacqiechan @ 2009-08-14T17:34:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-15T00:35:04Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-15T00:35:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my grandma died this morning</content>
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    <title>jacqiechan @ 2009-08-13T23:38:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-14T06:46:45Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-14T06:47:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've been back to the hospital twice now. &lt;br /&gt;I had to call my father and tell him his mother would most likely die within 48 hours. &lt;br /&gt;He was drunk. &lt;br /&gt;Sheila took his keys and it started world war three.... &lt;br /&gt;because somehow in his drunk ass brain he would make it to vancover island from ottawa in time.... &lt;br /&gt;he was screaming horrible horrible things such as &amp;quot;cunt&amp;quot; &amp;quot;slut&amp;quot; &amp;quot;bitch&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;poor sheila.... &lt;br /&gt;i tried to calm him, &lt;br /&gt;he kept hanging up on me &lt;br /&gt;i wanted to tell him i didn't need 2 dead family members &lt;br /&gt;fly dad &lt;br /&gt;fly &lt;br /&gt;it's like 6 hours by plane you cheap moronic fool &lt;br /&gt;he trashed the house &lt;br /&gt;and i played councilor &lt;br /&gt;between visiting my dying grandmother &lt;br /&gt;after the second visit to the hospital... an she only went in today &lt;br /&gt;i snuck back in the hospital &lt;br /&gt;mary (the sweetest nurse ever) said i could stay as long as i like &lt;br /&gt;she would get me a cot if i needed &lt;br /&gt;i chose to sit outside the door until my grandfather caught me there &lt;br /&gt;another nurse giving my granmother pain medacine ratted me out &lt;br /&gt;so my grandfather made me kiss her goodnight and walk back home &lt;br /&gt;I haven't cried in front of them &lt;br /&gt;i don't want to make things worse. &lt;br /&gt;but right now i know where i want to be &lt;br /&gt;cuddled in the warmest arms i know &lt;br /&gt;and have a good cry &lt;br /&gt;and not say anything &lt;br /&gt;but i can't.</content>
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    <title>jacqiechan @ 2009-08-13T15:04:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-13T22:08:12Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-13T22:08:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm in comox &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my grandmother has not gotten off the couch except with help from my grandfather to use the bathroom. &lt;br /&gt;Today she blacked out and stopped breathing. &lt;br /&gt;the paramedics and firefighters were really quick and wonderful. &lt;br /&gt;i just got back from the hospital as per my grandfather's wishes to watch the dog. &lt;br /&gt;I don't think my grandma liked the idea of me hanging out by the waiting room. &lt;br /&gt;Shes concious now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so alone and scared and helpless</content>
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