Oh piss on you! Let me enjoy my fleeting moment of seeing how the mamorily blessed live! Mamorily? I MUST be sleep deprived if I'm making up my own words.
I like to think I thrive on wounds that don't heal. Little reminders of why I'm who I am, why I do what I do, and where my strength derives from.
The ones I don't deal well with though, are the ones I didn't realize I had or hadn't faced until they're loud proud and in my face. Facing one of those this morning. Confused and angry, but nice to know I still feel.
LOL, while I certainly appreciate the compliments, trust I'm not those things. I just "fake it til I make it", or wing it til I really am those things. lol
We're supposed to be critical of ourselves. That's just what we do. Always comparing ourselves with the Joneses. I might be a sucky Mom, but if I'm making huge efforts, than I'm great and succeeding. The minute I think I'm great and quit striving to be better, I truly suck.
How's that for a scientific, technical explanation?
Read so many posts in my time here that says "real" is only physical presence, contact, touching, and so on. I beg to differ.
I sit here in the flesh, real as can be, reading others thoughts, picking their brains, considering their opinions, changing my own, feeling other's pain, feeling other's warmth, and even feeling supported on a crappy day. That most certainly affects my "real world" and I'm grateful for all the above.
Pics? Wikked. Only cause I'm jealous. Ideas? Alex. Only cause I'm mad I didn't think of them first. Outrageously charming? Lutz. Just cause I love ya! Humour? Jax. My hero. Brave? Dreamer. Borderline crazy. lol xoxo
Guilty of this and regretful. Personally, I think it's a control issue with me. Twisted? Yup. But I don't like to feel powerless, vulnerable, or needy. True love makes me feel a little of each, so I bail. I'd rather be in control of my pain.
I've used it, and I honestly meant it. I've known deliciously wonderful people that just weren't what I was looking for. Or bad timing. Or just plum running scared.
Never, ever, ever, ever, ever will I date ANYone even CLOSE to my age or younger. Stereotypically turns out hellish. I'm SICK of having to put them through boot camp.
Momma saw a super dark brown wooley worm the other day. Doesn't that mean it's going to be a bad Winter? Boooooooooy, I'm crossing fingers that it does. LOVE the snow.
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RE: My ex got married yesterday
I don't give a flip what the ex does, but I do check the obits regularly.