My father, my mother-in-law and my ex. I loved them all but did my best to stay away from them. Growing up I learned how to hide from dad. I went in the back room when my mother-in-law came over. I learned how to avoid my ex. My older sister could be cruel, too. My older sister and me made up, though. We could both relate with the way dad was and that brought a reconciliation. My mother-in-law expectations of me were just too great. She really did think of me as the son she never had. We had a great friendship until I married her daughter. My ex admitted that insanity ran in her family. Like me she has issues that she is still working through. I don't harbor any real ill feelings towards any of them. It was a part of my growing up. I am just glad they are out of my life now. I learned much from all of them. I do miss my older sister being around but I am happy she found someone who is right for her. She helped me to deal with a lot of things.
Yes. It took two marriages, though, lol. I fit the category of some are sicker than others, lol. It might a couple of decades but hey eventually one can figure it out, lol.
I would like to add though that I didn't see her "rightness" all at one time. It took my mind some time to process. I had trouble with the instanaeous. My rage had no problem with being processed. It processed automatically. There were even times in the argument where she was actually agreeing with me but I was so caught up in trying to prove her wrong that I didn't even hear what she said. Later, I would think damn she was right about some of that stuff. I would be eaten by guilt because she knew me better than I knew me. She knew all my faults and I didn't even know if she had any. Losing an argument was a put down for me. I saw her as the enemy instead of as being my partner. It was this you against me instead of the we.
Yes. I was very immature. I could only see my side of the argument and I hate losing an argument. I thought why lose a good argument just because she is right.
I have many jobs. At one time I was very blunt. I said whatever came to mind and dealt with the consequences later. I would leap before I looked. This caused me to be instantaneous. However, the other person I was involved with was the same way. We both got our hostilities out. But later I would try to reason instead of being instaneous. My reasoning was sophic though because I was trying to win the argument instead of being communicative instaneously. When one is playing pool this is known as overcompensating and can cause you to miss the shot. I now believe that one has to be willing to lose a battle in order to win a war. I believe it is better to save the relationship if it is worth saving. An argument can escalate but one must present their side or otherwise the issue stays unresolved. But if the argument is rushed then still there can be the unresolved. The regret can be a bad memory. In other words, I meant to say this when you might have taken it a different way. I believe one needs to reserve certain rights.
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I like Greek Seasoning. I used to make Cavenders in a stainless stell cement mixer. On Mondays I would mix it and the black pepper would make a black dust cloud. I sneezed all the day long, lol.
Monopoly has to be the most horrible game invented. I call it monotony but you may know a game that is worse. I hate it because they won't let you put hotel on the railroads, lol.
There might be descendants of Medusa in here. They might be trying to protect the rest of the forum from that gaze. You now once you look into Medusa's gaze you will turn into stone. I always thought the snake hairdo was interesting.
I would rather have the "I'm mad at you". I was the one who initiated the silent treatment. It was either all out screaming at each other or the silent treatment. I grew up in the screaming treatment and the silent treatment. It was either one extreme or the other. I didn't know how to communicate with her. Eventually, I just shut down and figured why bother. For some reason we just couldn't be civil with each other. I really never got to know her. I think being able to say I'm mad at you would be a great ice breaker for the silent treatment. The other could reply, "Well, why are you mad at me?" Of course, that would be logical and would make sense to me. The tension was so thick during the silent treatment that you could literally cut it with a knife. I think I became afraid of her.
I like David Bowie's "Golden Years" and "Blue Jean" songs. I am sur he had other good songs as well. It has taken me some time to get back into reading but I enjoy reading Piers Anthony books when I come home. Piers is like the master of pun.
Lets see. Five years of intensive rehab with psychiatrists, counselors, group sessions and twenty seven pages of reason why I hated my father. Then they told I had just scratched the surface. Until 1983 I was like the bubble boy with emotion, unadulterated rage. I could have easialy turned into the real nice friendly psycho killer that comes in with an AK-47 and wastes everybody but then says have a nice day. It is never too late to have a happy childhood, lol.
So true, James. When I was taking creative writing in Wichita, Kansas there was this big water tower right in the middle of the campus. I wrote a poem about as it was a gigantic spider. I got an "A" in class for it and some people paranoid about going outside because of it. One lady had this nightmare. After that they told not to write about scary stuff, lol. I can still see that water tower turned spider in my mind, lol.
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RE: Horror/Suspense Films
Vincent was a great thespian. I believe there is a difference in a thespian and just an actor. Which Edward would that be, Laurie?