August 2011
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Goodbye summer 2011
Ronan. It’s late. It’s late and I am so tired. So tired, but I cannot sleep. I am trying tonight to sleep without my fucking Ambien. I think that drug is the devil. I think it’s making my mind go crazy. I don’t want to take it. All I want is to fall asleep, without…
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Ambien insomnia
Ronan. Hello sleep for a few hours, only to wake up with the insomnia that kicks in. Pop another Ambien, please. I’m not sure if I’m supposed to be doing this, but I do it anyway. I cannot believe I now have to take pills to make myself sleep. Seems so trite, but it truly…
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In my next life I’d like to come back as Katy Perry, please
Ronan. 3:00 a.m. Like clockwork, my eyes pop open, even though I have just fallen asleep a few hours ago. 3:00-4:45 I lay in bed, tossing, turning, thinking, crying, screaming inside of my head. I take another Ambien. I get up. Wander around the house, look outside, check on your brothers, do some laundry, peak…
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You will always be my little Firework
Ronan. I’m home now. You were everywhere tonight. I felt you when I needed you most. I put on my brave face and went to the Sauce event; which turned out so amazing. I was expecting to feel sad, overwhelmed, and nervous. I didn’t feel that way at all. In a room full of mostly…
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I’m going to build a little igloo and live in it for the rest of my life.
Ronan. I didn’t make it to boot camp this morning. I didn’t sleep through my alarm or anything. I was already awake. I fell asleep last night around midnight, only to toss and turn. 3:00 a.m. and I was up and there was no putting me back to sleep. It was always the witching hour…
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Come home, Ro
Ronan. It’s 3 a.m. I’ve been tossing and turning all night long. No amount of Ambien will help. I walk past your room. Did somebody come and steal you in the middle of the night? You’re not here. Somebody must have kidnapped you, because the thought of you dying of cancer is just too far…
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