On 10/9/03 11:57 AM, in article , "Dave
Bugg" dbuggatcharterdotnet wrote:

Hi, all. I just subscribed for a bit to close out some thoughts. First, My
hearty congrats, Jim, on getting your joint up and running; you'll do well
and I expect it won't be long before you wished you'd not opened Pandora's
Box (Big Grin, my friend).

To the rest, thanks for the camaraderie over the last four years. I had an
email from Monroe the other day, and brought him up to speed about my
doings, to that point, which I thought was going superbly well. Hell, who
can ever see what tomorrow brings.

Things have changed dramatically since I emailed Monroe back. Although I had
left my job at Chelan-Douglas Health District voluntarily, it was only after
enduring weeks of witch hunts and power mongering by a temporary power shift
after our administrator was fired. I became so stressed and anxiety driven,
that I actually had to be taken to the emergency room.

Then my wife, Jill, underwent surgery. She is recovering and should be fine.
She has spent the last 10 days in Minnesota visiting family and will be back
today.


Please tell me that someone has Dave's phone number and can give him a call.
Dave, please hang in there. There is

My 16 year old. Caleb, decided the day that his mom left, that he didn't
like my parenting, told me "I hate the ground you walk on you fat *******"
and promised to "get rid of me" as he walked out the door. Now his mom is
beside herself -- which is why she is flying home today instead of Sunday.
She just felt that she couldn't stay in Minnesota any longer, and needed to
get Caleb back home.

On the phone, last night, she told me that Caleb won't come home (he had
been calling Jill) until I'm gone. So, I need to leave by tonight. She
mentioned something about "needing time apart and then who knows what might
happen". This was a punch that has totally devastated me.

There have been too many things that I have had to absorb, and I just am too
tired and despairing to even try. I thought that, whatever else might
happen, at least I had my family. Now I don't even have that.

I can't think real well, 'cause everything is jumbled; I feel like my soul
has been shredded. Every day, I get up struggling with physical pain and
dealing with it the best I can.... but this pain is even more severe. I just
can't see any end, so I am going to end it. I just cannot cope any longer.

I've cleaned the house for Jill. I am unsubscribing from my newserver in
total at this time. It's time to go.

Dave



Please tell me that someone has Dave's phone number and can give him a call.
Dave, please hang in there. Take every day one day at a time. Take half
days at a time. Don't give up- it will get better if you let it.

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