They take me back past times I have had in my life where I haven't been very nice to people (whether they did or didn't deserve it). I feel bad sometimes cos I have been mean in the past. My demons help me in a lot of ways. I learn about myself, they try to destroy but they really help build me into the woman I want to be. I am changing everyday I feel. My other demons (and angels) also lead me in to drugs at times. But we won't go into that. Basically-i have learned that moderation is key to all. How about you?
I think they take me to the past and the present. I am regretful of things,always have been....even though,I do think everything happen's for a reason. Still,it's hard not to look at some things as mistakes.
my demons take me to the times i most want to forget, the times where i was hurt, and they also take me deep deep into my mind where nothing exists... sometimes its good and sometimes its bad
uhmm... they take me to reminding my everlasting love, that did not reincarnate with me... and it makes me verry sad...
really- mine make me my own worst critic. i gotta ask myself. my dumb friend rule, really not a question, just a reminder "would you treat a friend like that?" trish answers "no" trish says "then you to do it to yourself?" but i tough on myself
Mine take me back to everything I have regretted doing or not doing, all the friends I have lost over the years, and to all the horrible things I have said or done to people. But I try not to let the demons creep into my mind to often!
hmmmmmm they make me feel a deep hole of blackness inside my soul that lashes out on myself and everyone around me
my demons take me to disney world. I feel sorry for the rest of you all. It sounds like your demons are real assholes.
They take me back to my first pregnancy. I was going on 19 and my husband 23 (we weren't married yet) and completely unprepared and terrified. It was awful. Something was wrong, something about developmental growth retardation, I kept having ultrasound after ultrasound, labwork every other day, and I was in a lot of pain. But I saw the baby, I saw the baby's heartbeat flickering on the ultrasound screen, so tiny...the medical bills in the brief amount of time that we were pregnant were overwhelming, I looked into pawning sentimental items of mine in order to get money to pay for the costs. I sought help from the government and was denied. In the end, we miscarried, and it was horrendous. I can't even begin to describe how I felt at that point in time. Although I was nowhere near ready to be a parent, I also felt a deep loss, and I carry that with me to this day. I also am taken back to the day after I gave birth to my twins, when I fought so hard for my life. Who would have thought I'd be the one in a million pregnancies to develop such a rare and severe complication as I did. I still have nightmares about it, I still deal with fear that grips it's icy fingers around my soul, I look at women who have baby after baby with no complications and I feel inferior. My body couldn't take another pregnancy, it gave out on me, and now I will never be able to have another child again because of it. Yes, I do have three beautiful, healthy children and I feel so blessed because of that, but I also lost two babies to miscarriage in the six years that I will never forget. I still think about my little ones that didn't make it to meet their mommy who loved them so much.
