<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss version="2.0"
	xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"
	xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"
	xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"
	xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/"
		>
<channel>
	<title>Comments on: It&#8217;s Back. A little bit. Maybe. Damn.</title>
	<atom:link href="http://realmental.org/archives/732/feed" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" />
	<link>http://realmental.org/archives/732</link>
	<description>RealMental is a safe community where you can share and learn about mental health and everything that goes along with it.</description>
	<lastBuildDate>Sun, 29 May 2011 01:29:27 +0000</lastBuildDate>
	<sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod>
	<sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency>
	<generator>http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.2</generator>
	<item>
		<title>By: Sparkling Red</title>
		<link>http://realmental.org/archives/732#comment-7954</link>
		<dc:creator>Sparkling Red</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 27 Aug 2009 22:30:12 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://realmental.org/?p=732#comment-7954</guid>
		<description>disnazzio said exactly what I was going to say: you are so very eloquent.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>disnazzio said exactly what I was going to say: you are so very eloquent.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: disnazzio</title>
		<link>http://realmental.org/archives/732#comment-7942</link>
		<dc:creator>disnazzio</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 22 Aug 2009 15:57:17 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://realmental.org/?p=732#comment-7942</guid>
		<description>Oh my God, I am having a Killing Me Softly moment over this post.  You are really telling my story but way more eloquently than my attempts have been to put it into words.  The retreating, the CDs on repeat and the persistent nagging from the part of my brain that thinks Things would have been Okay if I hadn&#039;t moved... yeah.  Along, in my case, with near-compulsive flailing about for a new Thing that will make all the other Things Okay (&quot;I&#039;m going to take up cake decorating!,&quot; &quot;I&#039;m going to go back to school right now!&quot; etc.).  

I&#039;m glad you wrote this.  Not that you&#039;re feeling it, but that you&#039;re saying it.  For whatever it is worth, it made me feel connected to the world a little more, in the last few minutes, than I have in the last few weeks, and like maybe it&#039;s okay to be not okay for a minute, and even to say that I&#039;m not entirely okay.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh my God, I am having a Killing Me Softly moment over this post.  You are really telling my story but way more eloquently than my attempts have been to put it into words.  The retreating, the CDs on repeat and the persistent nagging from the part of my brain that thinks Things would have been Okay if I hadn&#8217;t moved&#8230; yeah.  Along, in my case, with near-compulsive flailing about for a new Thing that will make all the other Things Okay (&#8220;I&#8217;m going to take up cake decorating!,&#8221; &#8220;I&#8217;m going to go back to school right now!&#8221; etc.).  </p>
<p>I&#8217;m glad you wrote this.  Not that you&#8217;re feeling it, but that you&#8217;re saying it.  For whatever it is worth, it made me feel connected to the world a little more, in the last few minutes, than I have in the last few weeks, and like maybe it&#8217;s okay to be not okay for a minute, and even to say that I&#8217;m not entirely okay.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
</channel>
</rss>

