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I have disocvered I have a complete rage against complete strangers. I have an urge to drive my car into the VA or Mercy Medical just because I can't be a phelobotomist. I won't of course...but the urge is still there. I was torn from something I love and I hate it. I just can't do anyting about it. I cry, I yell, I bitch in my LJ but it doesnt' do anything. And when I remember the way they treated me at that appeals meeting...what was the fucking point of meeting with me if they weren't even going to listen to a word I say?!

*sigh* I need a boyfriend...or someone to hold me...

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Originally published at Memoirs of a Nobody. You can comment here or there.

I have disocvered I have a complete rage against complete strangers. I have an urge to drive my car into the VA or Mercy Medical just because I can’t be a phelobotomist. I won’t of course…but the urge is still there. I was torn from something I love and I hate it. I just can’t do anyting about it. I cry, I yell, I bitch in my LJ but it doesnt’ do anything. And when I remember the way they treated me at that appeals meeting…what was the fucking point of meeting with me if they weren’t even going to listen to a word I say?!

*sigh* I need a boyfriend…or someone to hold me…