....the ever so tight fitting sleeveless T that has been hacked by scissors around the armhole or rolled up to the top of the shoulders to see all those bulging muscles...oh....yeeeehah!
I am NOT a fan of chains or jewellery on men at all....particularly, as you say...the gold chain with half-buttoned shirt, showing a smidgen of chest hair just to top "the look" off....OMG>>>>>>NO, NO, NO!!
I remember one date I went on....he was at the cafe waiting with a traditional cowboy hat on. That's fine if you're a cowboy....but we ain't cowboys in dem dese parts.
There's nothing worse too, than realising there is no chemistry and having to do the courteous thing, drink the coffee and general chit chat. I've not abandoned a date yet. Only think it's polite to see it through and then communicate afterward.
Intentional self-absorbed negative thoughts? I think not OW. It shows your real lack of understanding or empathy toward anyone who has the condition.
Frustration Jac? Yep....I don't shout it from the rooftops that I have depression. Why?....because I want to be treated like everyone else. Unfortunately depression falls under the category of mental illness and, that, alone, conjures up all sorts of images for the ignorant....a mad naked woman wielding her arms, shouting obscenities...etc.
I live a relatively normal life. I work. I have two children. I function normally. I have depression. No matter what I say or do, the stigma attached to it, will never completely disappear. All I can do is attempt to help others out of the pit, and I have done, previously.
I'd much rather have been a diabetic who needs her daily top-up of insulin than to have fallen prey to this often misjudged condition.
I take regular exercise. I am on a low dosage of anti-depressant. I do not drink or take illegal drugs. I tried that path. It doesn't work. It only acts as a temporary shield to mask the illness. I eat well. I look after myself.
I follow routines. I don't dwell and try to shut out negative thoughts. I have setbacks. I get over it, brush myself off and keep going. I have to. I have two children to care for.
If you think you may be suffering from depression, not just the blues, then I would recommend a visit to your GP. A small dosage of anti-depressant and 1:1 counselling may be all that is required.
Being busy and distracted does help.
There is a light at the end of the tunnel. There is a way out. Persistence and routine is the key.....and bucket-loads of determination.
Yes, I've seen it all. Not happy to discuss everything on this public forum, but I treat every day as a new day and try not to beat myself up too much when I do wrong.....just learn from it and move on.
I'm far from perfect, obviously. I have plenty of flaws, like everybody else. I make mistakes, like everybody else.
Depression is an illness, not a weakness. My daughter is very ill(physical) and has been for over 12 months. I'm under some stress. I give myself 5 minutes of every day to shed a few tears. I find it cleansing, but then I brush it aside and get on with the day.
What works for one, may not work for another. I can only offer tips to people who may not have found a way out for them.
Since then...bouts of it and then long periods of "normal"(for want of a better word)....but have learnt a heap about it, and myself, in the process. I could write a thesis on it
Happy to discuss more with you, Track, in email. I have plenty of tips I could offer.
After many years of trying to find someone....I've come to the realisation I've changed as I've got older. I accept it. Sure, my family and kids love me.....but romantically....I'm done.
If there was anyone....he'd have to break down my door and convince me other wise and that could take some time. I just suck at the whole dating game...
RE: Great Old Forgotten Music
Shirley Temple ~ On the Good Ship Lollipop