Workbook: March, 2008
- March 31, 2008: I wish you still loved me the way you did...
- March 30, 2008: In the morning she licks my nose.
- March 29, 2008: She loves me best when she's hungry.
- March 28, 2008: Email from old friends...
- March 27, 2008: At work I would have terrible panic attacks.
- March 26, 2008: The universe dies from its own momentum...
- March 25, 2008: We disappear with our works.
- March 24, 2008: Throws hot coffee in your face.
- March 23, 2008: Confrontation.
- March 22, 2008: Insults.
- March 21, 2008: Depression.
- March 20, 2008: "I hope your dead mother burns in hell."
- March 19, 2008: Every relapse is an exception.
- March 18, 2008: Two days off her meds and the house shakes with her restlessness.
- March 17, 2008: Struggle, sacrifice, compromise, discouragement.
- March 16, 2008: Delay isn't so much a disappointment as a form of persecution.
- March 15, 2008: In rehab they taught family members a joke.
- March 14, 2008: Lies.
- March 13, 2008: "You have all the control."
- March 12, 2008: that you have to sit her down...
- March 11, 2008: Our elitism was part of our downfall.
- March 10, 2008: Why do I miss her in the Fall?
- March 9, 2008: She believes that "depression" means "sadness."
- March 8, 2008: I broke up with her because I had the ridiculous idea that people grow up.
- March 7, 2008: Her sister's renaissance.
- March 6, 2008: She passed out in the pharmacy...
- March 5, 2008: The Queen of Self-Satisfaction announces to her sister and her beau...
- March 4, 2008: Sugar and caffeine.
- March 3, 2008: If Satan had power, he could simply give orders.
- March 2, 2008: Why must it be this way?
- March 1, 2008: My cycle was more similar to Styron's than to what he cites as typical.