So that everyone who it might affect knows at least part of what's going on with me at the moment, and hopefully explaining a little of why I'm in an odd mood most of the time, and rather needy.
This afternoon I received a phone call. Some years ago I was a member of a coven, for those who don't know, that's a group of people who do magic. Yes, I believe in magic, after all I've seen I've not really got any choice.
The phone call told me that I was the last member of this coven left alive. Ten of the members committed suicide, one was my girlfriend at the time that she did, another claimed to be in love with me. The other four died in car crashes, a fight, and from an accidental drug overdose.
I know that right now isn't particularly good timing, but I need people around me. Yes, its selfish, and I'm desperately trying not to be, but I just can't stand on my own any more.
Bunny