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<blockquote data-quote="Star*" data-source="post: 429846" data-attributes="member: 4964"><p>Dear Funkmaster,</p><p></p><p>You know....there ARE those times when it's better to cry than not. It's better to get your odd's sorted so and you just have no idea why you feel like you do. It's not about worrying why everyone else is 'blessed' or 'normal' or feeling wonderful or able to pull themselves up and you can't. Somedays? Ya just can't. (big shrug and twisty lip) And then there are those weeks on end when NOTHING goes right, NOTHING is fair, NOTHING feels good, NOTHING feels happy, NOTHING is worth the try, NOTHING makes you feel like getting out of bed and you do - and THEN? Well dear one? Then it's time to go talk to a professional because then? It's beyond doing yoga and having a nice bath. Then it's beyond in my humble opinion all the chiche girlfriend fixes and the husband 'punch in the arm, tickle, you'll pull out of it' pep talks. Maybe you won't. Plain and simple. What's wrong with that? Well a lot if you are asking me, and you are asking me - and everyone else - by posting so here's my thoughts.</p><p></p><p>Your life? In a word? Tough. Not just Oh Shelly you have a rough life, you are to be pitied. Neyah. Not that kind of "here let me sit and pat=pat you on the back tough. You have a freakin rough tough (show of hands how many people want her life.....looks around-----room cleared out.----okay there's your answer - tough.) See? No one wants your life and now? Not even YOU want your life. Not that you don't adore your husband; who by the way is tops right now in my book for calling your folks because well? That says a lot to me that he's worried, cares, and out of answers (and probably out of pep talks). However I doubt your parents have any answers I mean their generation did things a lot differently (most of them) so back to you - as usual. This means girlfriend - professional ((((((((stigma)))))))) ahhhhhhhhhhh run for it... Sit down and don't be so silly. </p><p></p><p>I actually loved going to see my shrink. Well, not at first really. I hated it, but after a while it was Sooooooo nice to have someone that listened to me. Then gave me ideas that I took home and used and worked to help me in my life at work, at home, in myself. I'm really a much happier person, stronger....simpler. I'm not all wound up tight (oh yeah? Well nertz to you---shoulda seen me back then if you think I'm wound tight now) And it got to the point where I was actually able to handle difficult child better because all the gobbly gook within me that I was dealing with ? Go.........ing.....going gone. So it gave me more zen.......peace....abilities to deal with him. Even the kid noticed. It was like valium supreme but natural. (except valium makes me hyper and clean the house top to bottom so some other calming dope drug inserted here I think) but you get my point. </p><p></p><p>Anyway - find a shrink, get a conversation going - and do it for yourself. These kids are <img src="/community/styles/default/xenforo/smilies/2012/censored2.gif" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":censored2:" title="censored2 :censored2:" data-shortname=":censored2:" /> hard to deal with. I mean even it THEY were the only thing in life that ya had to deal with? It would be nealry too much for anyone. But we get life, jobs, husbands, other kids, <img src="/community/styles/default/xenforo/smilies/2012/censored2.gif" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":censored2:" title="censored2 :censored2:" data-shortname=":censored2:" />y neighbors, family - broken cars, bills, $5.00 a gallon gas, stupid Myan prophecies telling us we're going to die, pastors asking for more on Sunday because THEY can't afford apocopylapse gasoline for their car.....ugh then they make you feel guilty.....nice try. God said 10% I'm going with that, teachers, and OMG did you loose your WHAT again? And seriously how fast do they grow and need new clothes? Seriously why can't you wear Walmart tennis shoes? And HOW much is a gas cap? I'll use a rag I can't believe I left it on top of the pump. You want WHAT for a brake light? I'll use hand signals......Ya like THIS one??? hahahaah (insert evil chortle) Oh **** now we're back to church again - maybe I better give more than 10%. Drats. </p><p></p><p>Anyway - Seek ye help......and feel ye much better. Promise. And if it's money that's a problem - Seek ye the mental health center in your town - or other sliding scale fee based places. You will feel better. No one says you have to go forever - but until you dump yer funk? I'd say it's a pretty safe goal for you to go and just have a chat. Even if you just go to show me WHY YOU DO NOT NEED TO BE THERE. (well that was MY reason for going in the first place and I stayed 15 years) ahahhahaah.......ahahha....ah........ha.......ahem. </p><p></p><p>Hugs & Love</p><p>Star</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Star*, post: 429846, member: 4964"] Dear Funkmaster, You know....there ARE those times when it's better to cry than not. It's better to get your odd's sorted so and you just have no idea why you feel like you do. It's not about worrying why everyone else is 'blessed' or 'normal' or feeling wonderful or able to pull themselves up and you can't. Somedays? Ya just can't. (big shrug and twisty lip) And then there are those weeks on end when NOTHING goes right, NOTHING is fair, NOTHING feels good, NOTHING feels happy, NOTHING is worth the try, NOTHING makes you feel like getting out of bed and you do - and THEN? Well dear one? Then it's time to go talk to a professional because then? It's beyond doing yoga and having a nice bath. Then it's beyond in my humble opinion all the chiche girlfriend fixes and the husband 'punch in the arm, tickle, you'll pull out of it' pep talks. Maybe you won't. Plain and simple. What's wrong with that? Well a lot if you are asking me, and you are asking me - and everyone else - by posting so here's my thoughts. Your life? In a word? Tough. Not just Oh Shelly you have a rough life, you are to be pitied. Neyah. Not that kind of "here let me sit and pat=pat you on the back tough. You have a freakin rough tough (show of hands how many people want her life.....looks around-----room cleared out.----okay there's your answer - tough.) See? No one wants your life and now? Not even YOU want your life. Not that you don't adore your husband; who by the way is tops right now in my book for calling your folks because well? That says a lot to me that he's worried, cares, and out of answers (and probably out of pep talks). However I doubt your parents have any answers I mean their generation did things a lot differently (most of them) so back to you - as usual. This means girlfriend - professional ((((((((stigma)))))))) ahhhhhhhhhhh run for it... Sit down and don't be so silly. I actually loved going to see my shrink. Well, not at first really. I hated it, but after a while it was Sooooooo nice to have someone that listened to me. Then gave me ideas that I took home and used and worked to help me in my life at work, at home, in myself. I'm really a much happier person, stronger....simpler. I'm not all wound up tight (oh yeah? Well nertz to you---shoulda seen me back then if you think I'm wound tight now) And it got to the point where I was actually able to handle difficult child better because all the gobbly gook within me that I was dealing with ? Go.........ing.....going gone. So it gave me more zen.......peace....abilities to deal with him. Even the kid noticed. It was like valium supreme but natural. (except valium makes me hyper and clean the house top to bottom so some other calming dope drug inserted here I think) but you get my point. Anyway - find a shrink, get a conversation going - and do it for yourself. These kids are :censored2: hard to deal with. I mean even it THEY were the only thing in life that ya had to deal with? It would be nealry too much for anyone. But we get life, jobs, husbands, other kids, :censored2:y neighbors, family - broken cars, bills, $5.00 a gallon gas, stupid Myan prophecies telling us we're going to die, pastors asking for more on Sunday because THEY can't afford apocopylapse gasoline for their car.....ugh then they make you feel guilty.....nice try. God said 10% I'm going with that, teachers, and OMG did you loose your WHAT again? And seriously how fast do they grow and need new clothes? Seriously why can't you wear Walmart tennis shoes? And HOW much is a gas cap? I'll use a rag I can't believe I left it on top of the pump. You want WHAT for a brake light? I'll use hand signals......Ya like THIS one??? hahahaah (insert evil chortle) Oh **** now we're back to church again - maybe I better give more than 10%. Drats. Anyway - Seek ye help......and feel ye much better. Promise. And if it's money that's a problem - Seek ye the mental health center in your town - or other sliding scale fee based places. You will feel better. No one says you have to go forever - but until you dump yer funk? I'd say it's a pretty safe goal for you to go and just have a chat. Even if you just go to show me WHY YOU DO NOT NEED TO BE THERE. (well that was MY reason for going in the first place and I stayed 15 years) ahahhahaah.......ahahha....ah........ha.......ahem. Hugs & Love Star [/QUOTE]
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