RachRoars

When someone crashes with you for the night, and say...you try to get up to go to the toilet, and you know, their arm or something....is draped over you, and you lift it slowly and carefully so as not to wake them... .....know how you think, oh hell, this is heavy, a totally relaxed limb. Thats nothing. Holding a dead person, thats heavy. The smallest lady at my work died the other night, and we had to yah, clean her up for her family. That is....nothing more than complete and utter DEAD weight. It was surreal, how goddam heavy she was, for such a tiny lady. thats the only way i can express the experience, surreal. and i was fond of her t

yeah i havent been on here in....months, i grew out of it. Im very down to essentials these days i have study: nursing, im pretty obsessed, which is good, because im actually good at it, im one third through my course and im itching to get out there. i have my boyfriend who's been around about a year and a half, he balances me out, keeps me stable, stops me becoming mymum, helps me plan my future by being my future. i live with my sister, we keep each other modest and aware of ourselves, but thats cool (mostof the time) its a sister thing.. I work in aged care, i know what to do these days and cruise along, i get restless though, my posit