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	<title>Comments on: A No Good, Very Bad Borderline Personality Disorder Day</title>
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	<description>blah blah blah from the northwest side</description>
	<pubDate>Sat, 22 Nov 2008 05:51:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: April</title>
		<link>http://bloggochicago.com/2005/02/27/a-no-good-very-bad-borderline-personality-disorder-day/#comment-436</link>
		<dc:creator>April</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 1969 18:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It sucks feeling that way.  I wish there was any easy answer, but there isn't... not like u don't know that.  Hmm.  The only times when I get that pissed is when I see injustice.  I totally get pissed and want to kill someone!  Sometimes though, when I cannot complete a goal, I have a bigtime anxiety attack.  I start crying and need Kris to tell me how intelligent I am, that I am a special, unique person.  Isn't it nice to have hubbies who can feel what we are going through and can tolerate how mental mess-ups?  Yeah, I didn't think I'd meet a man until I was in my mid thirties.  Not like Kris doesn't piss me off sometimes, but he learns real quick.  Almost four years of being married can do that to a man... well, I've been training him that long, heh.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It sucks feeling that way.  I wish there was any easy answer, but there isn&#8217;t&#8230; not like u don&#8217;t know that.  Hmm.  The only times when I get that pissed is when I see injustice.  I totally get pissed and want to kill someone!  Sometimes though, when I cannot complete a goal, I have a bigtime anxiety attack.  I start crying and need Kris to tell me how intelligent I am, that I am a special, unique person.  Isn&#8217;t it nice to have hubbies who can feel what we are going through and can tolerate how mental mess-ups?  Yeah, I didn&#8217;t think I&#8217;d meet a man until I was in my mid thirties.  Not like Kris doesn&#8217;t piss me off sometimes, but he learns real quick.  Almost four years of being married can do that to a man&#8230; well, I&#8217;ve been training him that long, heh.</p>
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		<title>By: barb</title>
		<link>http://bloggochicago.com/2005/02/27/a-no-good-very-bad-borderline-personality-disorder-day/#comment-437</link>
		<dc:creator>barb</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 1969 18:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Kris seems really special, April--hold onto him!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Kris seems really special, April&#8211;hold onto him!</p>
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		<title>By: RS/Grant</title>
		<link>http://bloggochicago.com/2005/02/27/a-no-good-very-bad-borderline-personality-disorder-day/#comment-438</link>
		<dc:creator>RS/Grant</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 1969 18:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I'm really glad you didn't cut yourself. I hope one of these days you can beat this. You're a smart, wonderful woman.
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m really glad you didn&#8217;t cut yourself. I hope one of these days you can beat this. You&#8217;re a smart, wonderful woman.</p>
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