I knew it before I got there . . . and I was right.

I was in trouble at Therapy tonight. Mostly, because I did exactly what Wendy asked me not to do.

I am a glutton for punishment.

I am sooooooooooooooo tired lately. It’s almost impossible to sleep. It. is. too. fucking. hot. I need a fan, but it seems like a waste, considering I am about to move to a place with A/C.

Tonight I read THIS article in Rolling Stone about Autism. Now, previously, I held the stance that mercury in vaccines was not exactly the cause of Autism, but it had something to do with it. From the people I had spoken with and articles I had read, my thought was that there was some sort of DNA involved that if a person had this particular combination of DNA, mixed with the exposure to the mercury-you got Autism. However, this article was very persuasive. And I wouldn’t put it past our government for this to be true. While I find it hard jump completely on the band wagon after reading only one article, it IS something I am very interested in finding out more about. This OUR life we are talking about. Matthew’s life is my life. Dawn’s life is my life. Michael’s life is my life. We deserve to know how this happened. But even more than that-If what this article says is correct (you should really read it now!)-I am not as focused on who and what is to blame-what I want to know is how they are going to fix it-and fix it fast.

OK . . .I have more things swirling in my head, but at this time, I think it would be best for me to lay down and not sleep.

Quote of the day:

“She told me a few weeks ago she wanted to toss my salad. I told her I preferred to toss my own”