I’m feeling a little insulted but I’m not sure if it’s a reasonable way to feel under the circumstances. A couple of days ago I invited a buddy to get together this evening, and we made a plan. It was definite and I was looking forward to it. He sent me a message a little while ago saying he had made plans with some other guys (who I don’t know) to do something different, and invited me to join them. So I’m feeling ambivalent because he didn’t talk to me before he changed his plans, but he did ask me to join them. It still feels kind of rude to me. If it was me who wanted to change plans I’d already made with a friend, I would have called them to discuss it before I made plans with other people, even if I wanted to include him too.
I've been to counseling. I've bèen in group counseling too. I highly recommend it for any point(s) in life that is transitional or bumpy or heartbreaking or just plain stuck. But you wanna know what the most inexpensive, quickest way I get myself out of the blues and halt the slide into depression? I pick a fav up tempo song or a great dance tune and I walk down the street to that beat. It's gotta be outdoors b/c indoors it feels too safe or too much like cleaning day.
I get out there. Get my strut-like-groove-walk on. Outwardly, I'm too conservative to be tòo over the top, but inwardly?
block by block.
moves like Jagger
lighter and lighter
I'm a fighter
no one's the wiser.
See ya on the streets my people ; D
I have no interest in going to the gym anymore. I don't why...I just don't feel motivated enough to bounce around on a machine. My mom and sister workout and they've told me that I need to lose weight. I told them to just worry about their own health and keep their noses out of my business. I'm tired of being criticized and oppressed by my own family. I only do what works for me. Nobody else. I'm not a fat man. I walk kilometers everywhere, so that's good enough of a workout for me. They say exercise can cure depression, but honestly I'd sweat buckets after hour and still didn't feel happy.
I closed my Amazon account...the reason randomly ordering stuff online just for the convenience when I could just take the bus or walk to buy options....maybe I just don't like the online shopping experience...I know some people do....but I'd rather look at stuff in person before I buy rather in front of my laptop or computer.....or smartphone lol.
I met and moved in with a dude, fast. spent all my savings on him and starting our life together. over $100,000.00. Went in DEBT for a further $20,000.00 for him. we are still together, broke, and somehow, he blames me, takes no responsibility, leaves me to deal with all the work of living, grocery shopping - cleaning - food prep and meal stuff. I cleared all his debt, now he in debt again, my fault too. I have not been this broke in 30 yrs, i cannot even afford to leave if i wanted to. i cannot talk to him without upsetting him, when he drinks he is mean to me, and only me it seems. and i am such a loser that i love him, but i am so so tired. all i do is wonder what is so wrong with me? i am an idiot, i regret so much, but now i am stuck. and it is only my fault. i cannot recover financially now, and if i leave him, no one wants me, and i really can't date again. i make bad choices and cannot be trusted. so i stay, i deserve this, and him snapping so much at me. i deserve to be broke and alone but married and cleaning up after him.
When it comes to Fleetwood Mac, I’m not gonna lie. I never liked Stevie Nicks. Her songs just don’t do it for me. Call me an old bluesman, but I’ve always preferred the band in the early days when Bob Welch was their lead guitarist and wrote tons of amazing songs like Emerald Eyes, Hypnotized, Angel and Silver Heels. Bob was an underrated guitarist who never got the appreciation that he truly deserved.
I used to dream of someone because I thought things would work out between us. It's been so long I know it won't happen, but they are still there every night haunting me. What's the point brain???
Why is it so hard for people to reply to your message when looking for rent? I mean if they can read the message why can't they quickly reply. It's so frustrating, emailing / texting / messaging.
I’m tired of fighting. I’ve been doing it for my whole life. Fighting for my rights to be free from physical, sexual, and emotional abuse. Fighting to be brave, fighting depression and anxiety brought on by multiple traumas. I don’t want to have to be called a survivor, resilient, or tough. I just want to exist lightly. Without feeling this constant weight of all of the crises I’ve endured for almost 70 years. I don’t always feel strong even though I know I am. I just wish that I could lay my head down at night and relax into a peaceful sleep without having to battle to keep the intrusive memories and thoughts away. This is my wish. But I’ll still get up, put a smile on my old face, and get going with my day with a positive and hopefully optimistic mindset that I will be okay and things will happen as they’re meant to and I’ll deal with them as they occur. Deep breath.
What is the point of mask mandates at offices if you're allowed to remove your mask at your desk? Does the virus choose not to spread once this happens?? Does it magically behave differently? We're all coming back to the office in the middle of another wave no wonder everyone wants to go remote