#rlps

Josh Ramsay once said "I still taste that sickness, and it makes me crazy without it at best."

He's right, you know. You get crazy. Everything gets crazy. When you wake up and there's fire clawing it's way up your throat, its nails leaving trailing flows of lava to your stomach.

You remember all you said, did, ate.

I have found some amazingly terrific people. They try so hard for me and I wish I could give them even half of the friendship they deserve.

There is just not enough of me.

But at the same time, I'm terribly too much.

I need to find common ground before sickness invades and takes over again. Sickness isn't great company. It leaves so little of me -although I barely know who me is- left.