I treat them as compassionately as if it was me in their place. I have done all of the things you mentioned at one time or another. Including the running by and avoiding eye contact. It they are acting dangerous I will not go near. If they are just begging it depends on what my heart strings say to do I do. Yes I have been known to give money (if I have it to give) and I have heard from family and friends repeatedly about they just want it for drugs or alcohol. But you see this is how it goes. I see. I give. I have done my part. The money is no longer mine. Err goes the word give. I just hope it brings them comfort if even for a few minutes no matter what they buy with it. We have a rich lady here in town she has mental problems. Runs away from her family and sits out and begs till her family comes gets her. And yes I even give her some money. She is such a happy little soul. It is not easy to by pass her. She glows like a child if you even just give her a quarter
I would say sometimes it is the fear of being hurt. Not always because she has dated a bad man. Take me for instance. I loved my husband very much. Yet now I have many fears of dating again. It is a matter of walking thru the fear that allows one to live again. You cannot do it for her. She must walk on her own at her pace.
This is in line with my way of thinking. I know there are a few on here I contact on occasion. They are my friends. We can just call them friends without benefits if it makes it better to understand
You must of never seen the drug runners face leaving out on their speed boats being chased by the Florida coast guard (who have really cool fast boats)
Have you skyped with her? Could be a him ya know. You ask when do you break all ties with someone. It is when you have had enough. Right now you just have a crushed heart and you hurt. So when will be enough for you.
It has been a wonderful journey so far. There has been good times and bad times. And I expect there will be more of the same. But everyday when I open my eyes I am happy to be able to ride the ride of life once more. Thank you for asking.
Would you like one handsome? I have read most this thread and everyone seems to forget the reasoning behind it. Scam or no scam. It is the thought behind it. One time there was this young couple. No car, minimum wage jobs but yet they wanted to marry. The girl being thrifty and not so quick to spend a penny wanted just a wedding band. Plain simple did not even have to be gold. For she knew that her real treasure was him. He wanted the world for his love. So they settled on a ring that had a diamond chip in it. And his band so flimsy if you looked at it would bend. But their marriage remained solid. And they worked hard as a couple for a better future. Eventually they for no other reason than they wanted each to have one bought new ring sets. Hers was not the biggest diamond yet still very nice. And his band was solid and came with a diamond band he could wear on the other hand. Then came a time when the rings were removed put in a place of importance till the lady died or became ready to hand them. In her will there was a provision about who the rings went to. The little tiny diamond went to her grand daughter. She sat her down. And told her she ended up with the best of the two sets. For the one thing money couldn't buy was what it meant to her grandmother. Her grams never could remove that set when given the new one so she layered them. Always leaving the first in the top priority position. She even wrote a poem after the time had come to remove the rings and what they meant to her.
Little Lies
Author: Happygolucky4u
Shining brilliant colors flashing before my eyes. The calm the peace the feeling of belonging. Numbness like a blast of cold air against skin. Longing like the howling of the mighty winds. A vacancy that never can be occupied. Little lies you would like to believe. Hoping the pain can be relieved. Remove the world from your hand. Back in the box close the top For a moments pleasure small price to pay. Shiny diamond a memory of a wedding day.
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 8:27 PM EST
About this poem: Every now and then as I pass by my jewelry box I stop and remove my wedding rings from their velvety home and put them where they use to live. And for one moment I close the world off and remember how I use to feel. Then reality returns once more as the moment passes.
The title little lies comes from for that brief moment as the lay around my finger once more I can remember
Life is full of scams, our clothing we wear, the mouthwash we use etc... And as long as the one who is enjoying it enjoys it then really how big of scam can that be.
I always know when it is time to go get my eyes checked. Once more it is time this is how I read your post " My middle name comes from my fathers peter " So I reread and that is not what it said
Maybe you have tried this already but if not it will be a new approach
I find when I am looking for something to hard it seems to evade me. Keys, glasses, love....try just enjoying life. I know not easy when you are ready now. But I have always heard good things are worth waiting for. Love is not like Miami. It shouldn't be about the nightlife or the money. Like was mentioned join a class, or a club. Maybe volunteer to help somewhere. Best wishes to you. Now go out. Smile be open to new things and new people and live! Best wishes!
I would love to say A but I think I am going for B I am tired it has been a difficult week I am ready to relax and let the cares slip away! But you can really never tell with me. I am like a box of cracker jacks you never know which nut is going to come out, I could also do C or A
RE: Beggars on the street how do you react to them
I treat them as compassionately as if it was me in their place. I have done all of the things you mentioned at one time or another. Including the running by and avoiding eye contact. It they are acting dangerous I will not go near. If they are just begging it depends on what my heart strings say to do I do. Yes I have been known to give money (if I have it to give) and I have heard from family and friends repeatedly about they just want it for drugs or alcohol. But you see this is how it goes. I see. I give. I have done my part. The money is no longer mine. Err goes the word give. I just hope it brings them comfort if even for a few minutes no matter what they buy with it. We have a rich lady here in town she has mental problems. Runs away from her family and sits out and begs till her family comes gets her. And yes I even give her some money. She is such a happy little soul. It is not easy to by pass her. She glows like a child if you even just give her a quarter