I have been so wrapped up in my problems: no money coming in (except for a 400.00 pension), getting ready to move to another city (Dondra's hometown), the depression that I have neglected you, Tommy and everyone here.

I do write my blog, but I write on "auto-pilot". I do my best, but most of the time when I write, it's the middle of the night, D is asleep and I am sitting here with tears streaming down my face.

I know y'all will say. "It's the meds, Bill", , but it's more than that. It's this helplessness and the wondering if my SSDI will get approved.

Tommy, PLEASE accept my apology. You were my first friend to reach out to me, and I have been so selfish in not calling you and checking on you!

For the rest of you: This isn't the "Bill" from a year ago. That Bill was in control and confident and making people feel better.

This Bill may as well be on Peachtree Street spare changin' folks.

I'm sorry. I'm trying as hard as I know how to get my ass in gear!

Don't give up on me, okay? I'm still in here somewhere!

Bill

Dear Christopher Robin,

We love you and would never give up on you!

Don't give up on yourself!

HUGS

Dear Bill, how could we ever do without your sense of humor, encouragement and especially your music videos.

No one wants to give up on you, so don't give up on yourself.

One day at a time, one issue at a time.

I know you like music so here is a song for you:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v...5607955DC7E8&index=2

When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone,
When you're sure you've had enough of this life, well hang on
Don't let yourself go, 'cause everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes

Sometimes everything is wrong. Now it's time to sing along
When your day is night alone, (hold on, hold on)
If you feel like letting go, (hold on)
When you think you've had too much of this life, well hang on

'Cause everybody hurts. Take comfort in your friends
Everybody hurts. Don't throw your hand. Oh, no. Don't throw your hand
If you feel like you're alone, no, no, no, you are not alone

If you're on your own in this life, the days and nights are long,
When you think you've had too much of this life to hang on

Well, everybody hurts sometimes,
Everybody cries. And everybody hurts sometimes
And everybody hurts sometimes. So, hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Everybody hurts. You are not alone