Discussion in 'BHM/FFA' started by ODFFA, Dec 19, 2017.
I'm sorry, but was this post supposed to be helpful in any way?
It's meant to turn it back on her mom - it's neither odd nor funny. By turning it back on her mom it highlights how inappropriate it is, and also intimates it might be her moms responsibility. (Thats the way i read it)
My hubby did that with his mom when she mocked hiw anxiety and she conceded his point
One thing I do feel guilty about is how often I post family drama-related things on Dims. Sometimes it's almost like a compulsion just to get it out, but I get how it could be tiresome. I'm more of a brooder than a "just get over it" type of person. I think either one of those can be taken to an unhealthy extreme. I'll keep trying to balance it out.
We all need out outlets Odette - even if it's here on Dims.
Things we bottle up and brood over tend to fester, and make it even more difficult to handle.
From what I've read from you, you have clearly thought about and reflected on events and issues before you post - in contrast to some others where you can tell they just compulsively hammer their keyboard whenever something happens.
So all is fine with what you're doing. Kracht & geluk!
This was just too adorable to pass up. I have categorically convinced myself that she's FFA-cuddling the shit out of that puppy bed. She is my familiar after all, so I get to project all the meanings I want And I'm about ready to follow her example and get my snuggle on, too.
Cute dog and happy birthday!!
Thanks, Dwes. Much appreciated.
Man, I hate being the stupid one in the room!
Pssssh, don't sweat it. You're not at all. Besides, I embarrass myself here on the regular >_<
So much cute!
Been virtually revisiting some of my old haunts back when I was an honorary Brit. Thanks, internet ^_^
My cheeks were flushed with colour
I remembered how to feel
For a kind and fleeting moment
The world was blooming, vivid, real
Just as comfort settled in
A hope that brightness would abide
I felt a twist inside my gut
It was too late to run or hide
The Infection bode its time
Blurring what had just been bold
Eyes welled up as colours faded
Until the sun's rays left me cold
A familiar numbness nestled
In my still, cavernous chest
Grey skin drained of inspiration
Vision’s purpose laid to rest
My melodic voice now droning
I stretch my arms out to the void
I take one step and then another
Enduring what I once enjoyed
I was just perusing Youtube for folksy / celtic-y music, like you do, and came across this gem that I thought especially my (F)FAs would appreciate:
Hey, don't feel bad about that, we're all kind of a family here. Besides, I've got a mother who doesn't even believe depression is a real thing, let alone that I have it. And my therapist is out of the country for the next couple weeks so my she shed is liable to start turning distressingly venty (as opposed to venti lol).
This post was just what I needed to wake up to. Thank you so, so much. I can totally relate. Feel free to get venty in my inbox as well if you ever need to.
My parents seem to finally be on the brink of getting a divorce, which ultimately is a good thing. I just know it's about to get real ugly and that I'll have to guard against getting stuck in the middle. Especially since my mom doesn't go in for therapy much either and the emotional support I give is rarely reciprocated.
Oh well. We'll get through it.
Sounds like it could be gruelling. Send endurance vubes your way!
I'm on a much-needed mini vacation. This's the view of Gordon's Bay Harbour from my hotel room. Apparently it's going to rain tomorrow and I'm not mad at that . . . at all ^_^
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