Today I got my second tattoo. The semicolon for my own struggle with depression and self harm. The EKG for my journey through nursing school. And a heart as a reminder of e. Cummings poem: "I carry your heart with me, I carry it in mine.
(pronoun) people suffering from severe chronic intractable pain.__ another visit to the urgent care center, shaking in pain I was very tachycardic and dehydrated. finally home after several hours spent there.
I've stayed up past 2 trying to help. I'm not a councilor. I'm just a friend. And I care. And I will always be there for those who need me because I don't know what I would do if I lost even one friend.