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You have no idea how much I needed this gentle reminder. Thank you.
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Nice graphics explaining the cycle but how the hell do I get out of the circle?
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Nice graphics explaining the cycle but how the hell do I get out of the circle?
very small steps, baby steps. Change is never easy, but almost always worth it, if it's for the better.
It's a vicious cycle.
Just do one extra nice thing for yourself everyday. Focus on anything good in your life and try to reduce stress in a positive manner. (how, I'm not sure. maybe writing in a journal, going for a walk, treating yourself to something nice, even if it only costs $10.00. Call your friends and family for support, if they can at least be supportive.)
Good luck and I hope that you feel better soon.
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How's that even possible? It should be spinning the other way around
Oh wait: he/she actually just run that last round. That's quite an accomplishment I'd say.
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very small steps, baby steps. Change is never easy, but almost always worth it, if it's for the better.
It's a vicious cycle.
Just do one extra nice thing for yourself everyday. Focus on anything good in your life and try to reduce stress in a positive manner. (how, I'm not sure. maybe writing in a journal, going for a walk, treating yourself to something nice, even if it only costs $10.00. Call your friends and family for support, if they can at least be supportive.)
Good luck and I hope that you feel better soon.
Thank you. I am doing much better now. It's just hard for me to stay out of that cycle at times. Part of it is not wanting to tell anyone about it when I am having those feelings. I have learned some coping skills that work at times. Having a place like this to come to and vent is actually is very helpful. I don't need to hide and know that others can or try to understand and won't be angry or disappointed in me.
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Thank you. I am doing much better now. It's just hard for me to stay out of that cycle at times. Part of it is not wanting to tell anyone about it when I am having those feelings. I have learned some coping skills that work at times. Having a place like this to come to and vent is actually is very helpful. I don't need to hide and know that others can or try to understand and won't be angry or disappointed in me.
i have a habit of simply disappearing or taking a step back or just going quiet when i'm dealing. it's a hard habit to break, as you say, and i know that if i would reach out, people would respond, but still, often i won't. working on it. *hugs* glad to hear you're doing better.
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My mind is behaving badly. I am dealing with a few difficult things. Taking care of aging parents, one with dementia and some other things. But the thing that is crippling me is the disappearance of one of my cats. I have two and they are both indoor cats. One got out accidentally three weeks ago. We have searched and searched and made flyers and called every animal hospital, etc. The problem is when I would come home just about undone by other things Apollo would be there and he would always know when I needed him. To not know what happened to him and not have him by my side is unhinging me and I can't afford that now. Old ways of thinking and behaving are trying to reappear. I know things could be worse, but anyone who has ever loved a pet might understand. There is nothing that I or anyone else can do. I just needed to vent and here seemed like a good place at 3 am when I can't sleep of course. Apollo's brother keeps trying to find him in the house too and that makes me even sadder. Sigh.... Maybe he'll make it home one day or someone has him and they are taking care of him. It just makes everything else harder.
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Hey everyone, how are you all?
I just went on FB and got another punch in the gut. Paul would have been 50 in 7 days, I used to tease him rotten about how close he was to reaching the big five zero.
I've just upset myself and gone through my wedding pics. It's hard to believe that on my birthday ten years ago when I turned thirty, he turned forty shortly after. We'd already been together for six/seven years. I remember though because we went out for a Chinese with some family and friends to celebrate. Reece was less than a year old, and I was pregnant with Giorgia. We were so happy back then.
We laughed and joked about how we would celebrate my 40th and his 50th in ten years time. What the kids would be like by then. He was funny, he refused to acknowledge that he was ten years older than me because of a matter of days lol.
We married a few years later. The wedding was awesome. For those few who I am friends with on FB you will have seen the pics. Me trying to shove his face into our wedding cake. Him trying to escape out of a window lol. He was always funny, we clowned around so much that day. Our life was often like that, and then it wasn't.
Looking back on how we were then, I would never have believed we were not going to make it. We were supposed to be doing something amazing this year to celebrate. I was supposed to be teasing the shit out of him for being so old. But I can't fucking do that now because it all fucked up and now he's dead.
I wish I hadn't gone on Facebook. I really miss him today, I miss how we were. I hope he has found peace. Those last few years he struggled so much with his depression and I couldn't help him. I wish I could have been stronger like I am now but I wasn't and now he's gone.
I just went on FB and got another punch in the gut. Paul would have been 50 in 7 days, I used to tease him rotten about how close he was to reaching the big five zero.
I've just upset myself and gone through my wedding pics. It's hard to believe that on my birthday ten years ago when I turned thirty, he turned forty shortly after. We'd already been together for six/seven years. I remember though because we went out for a Chinese with some family and friends to celebrate. Reece was less than a year old, and I was pregnant with Giorgia. We were so happy back then.
We laughed and joked about how we would celebrate my 40th and his 50th in ten years time. What the kids would be like by then. He was funny, he refused to acknowledge that he was ten years older than me because of a matter of days lol.
We married a few years later. The wedding was awesome. For those few who I am friends with on FB you will have seen the pics. Me trying to shove his face into our wedding cake. Him trying to escape out of a window lol. He was always funny, we clowned around so much that day. Our life was often like that, and then it wasn't.
Looking back on how we were then, I would never have believed we were not going to make it. We were supposed to be doing something amazing this year to celebrate. I was supposed to be teasing the shit out of him for being so old. But I can't fucking do that now because it all fucked up and now he's dead.
I wish I hadn't gone on Facebook. I really miss him today, I miss how we were. I hope he has found peace. Those last few years he struggled so much with his depression and I couldn't help him. I wish I could have been stronger like I am now but I wasn't and now he's gone.
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https://www.lushstories.com/stories/straight-sex/long-time-coming.aspx
And my latest poem, The Temptation.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/erotic-poems/the-temptation.aspx
Please check out my new story, co-written with the amazing Wilful.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/straight-sex/long-time-coming.aspx
And my latest poem, The Temptation.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/erotic-poems/the-temptation.aspx
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Hey everyone, how are you all?
I just went on FB and got another punch in the gut. Paul would have been 50 in 7 days, I used to tease him rotten about how close he was to reaching the big five zero.
I've just upset myself and gone through my wedding pics. It's hard to believe that on my birthday ten years ago when I turned thirty, he turned forty shortly after. We'd already been together for six/seven years. I remember though because we went out for a Chinese with some family and friends to celebrate. Reece was less than a year old, and I was pregnant with Giorgia. We were so happy back then.
We laughed and joked about how we would celebrate my 40th and his 50th in ten years time. What the kids would be like by then. He was funny, he refused to acknowledge that he was ten years older than me because of a matter of days lol.
We married a few years later. The wedding was awesome. For those few who I am friends with on FB you will have seen the pics. Me trying to shove his face into our wedding cake. Him trying to escape out of a window lol. He was always funny, we clowned around so much that day. Our life was often like that, and then it wasn't.
Looking back on how we were then, I would never have believed we were not going to make it. We were supposed to be doing something amazing this year to celebrate. I was supposed to be teasing the shit out of him for being so old. But I can't fucking do that now because it all fucked up and now he's dead.
I wish I hadn't gone on Facebook. I really miss him today, I miss how we were. I hope he has found peace. Those last few years he struggled so much with his depression and I couldn't help him. I wish I could have been stronger like I am now but I wasn't and now he's gone.
Kiera, do not blame yourself. You stood by Paul for better and for worse and you were there for him until the end. You say you weren't as strong as you are now. I doubt that. Living with someone who is suffering from a severe depression is hard if they're physically healthy, it's even tougher when they're very ill. You must have been strong then too, but even if you were not, it's very hard to help someone conquer their depression, if they can't make the first steps themselves. I'm sure you did what you could and nobody, you included, could have expected more.
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In many countries being gay is a crime, and even in modern societies, politicians try to legalise discrimination. Your voice can make a difference. Have a look at All Out to find out how.
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Hey everyone, how are you all?
I just went on FB and got another punch in the gut. Paul would have been 50 in 7 days, I used to tease him rotten about how close he was to reaching the big five zero.
I've just upset myself and gone through my wedding pics. It's hard to believe that on my birthday ten years ago when I turned thirty, he turned forty shortly after. We'd already been together for six/seven years. I remember though because we went out for a Chinese with some family and friends to celebrate. Reece was less than a year old, and I was pregnant with Giorgia. We were so happy back then.
We laughed and joked about how we would celebrate my 40th and his 50th in ten years time. What the kids would be like by then. He was funny, he refused to acknowledge that he was ten years older than me because of a matter of days lol.
We married a few years later. The wedding was awesome. For those few who I am friends with on FB you will have seen the pics. Me trying to shove his face into our wedding cake. Him trying to escape out of a window lol. He was always funny, we clowned around so much that day. Our life was often like that, and then it wasn't.
Looking back on how we were then, I would never have believed we were not going to make it. We were supposed to be doing something amazing this year to celebrate. I was supposed to be teasing the shit out of him for being so old. But I can't fucking do that now because it all fucked up and now he's dead.
I wish I hadn't gone on Facebook. I really miss him today, I miss how we were. I hope he has found peace. Those last few years he struggled so much with his depression and I couldn't help him. I wish I could have been stronger like I am now but I wasn't and now he's gone.
Hi Kiera
I'm truly sorry for your pain. I wish he were still alive for you and your loved ones. I don't know what pain you are feeling right now but I know he loved you very much and he wouldn't blame you for anything. You could have been as strong as you are now and he still may have killed himself anyway.
I love you, sweet Kiera and I'm sending lots of love and good thoughts your way right now.
I agree with what Patokl says.
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I hate that a place I love to come to escape stress is now triggering some very unhealthy things in my head and bringing up memories long buried. I had thought I escaped this cycle but it's calling me back and that I cannot allow.
Just don't. We have a deal. You know how to reach me and others, if needed. Check your phone lady. Incoming text. Maybe a message too. You are not alone to deal with this. Please never forget that.
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Thank you. I am doing much better now. It's just hard for me to stay out of that cycle at times. Part of it is not wanting to tell anyone about it when I am having those feelings. I have learned some coping skills that work at times. Having a place like this to come to and vent is actually is very helpful. I don't need to hide and know that others can or try to understand and won't be angry or disappointed in me.
You're welcome. I'm glad that you have that here.
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I hate that a place I love to come to escape stress is now triggering some very unhealthy things in my head and bringing up memories long buried. I had thought I escaped this cycle but it's calling me back and that I cannot allow.
Like Ping said, don't do that. You're not alone.
A little kindness can be so valuable, yet costs almost nothing
In many countries being gay is a crime, and even in modern societies, politicians try to legalise discrimination. Your voice can make a difference. Have a look at All Out to find out how.
Hey... pssst.... that's an l (as in luscious) at the end of my name, not an i
In many countries being gay is a crime, and even in modern societies, politicians try to legalise discrimination. Your voice can make a difference. Have a look at All Out to find out how.
Hey... pssst.... that's an l (as in luscious) at the end of my name, not an i
Short Arse Brit
Thank you for the support It means a lot.
It means a lot. The Duchess of Tart
Please check out my new story, co-written with the amazing Wilful.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/straight-sex/long-time-coming.aspx
And my latest poem, The Temptation.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/erotic-poems/the-temptation.aspx
Please check out my new story, co-written with the amazing Wilful.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/straight-sex/long-time-coming.aspx
And my latest poem, The Temptation.
https://www.lushstories.com/stories/erotic-poems/the-temptation.aspx
Wouldn't you rather have a nice cup of tea?
Ah, I should probably win an award for the dumbest guy on the site - I've seen this thread title, but never actually clicked into it, because I thought it was about rectal exams. Yeah, really. I was wondering why it was such a popular thread. Okay, well, that makes a lot more sense now.
Anyway, cheers to everyone who arrived alive today.
Anyway, cheers to everyone who arrived alive today.
Don't believe everything that you read.
After a shit ton of retrospective and other ways of trying to jog my memory, I think I was assaulted in a public bathroom around the place I used to walk.
There are at least two different time frames (for this possibility to happen, both of when I was younger.)
Because I know exactly where I was working at both times. So that narrows it down unless it was between those two jobs.
Either I was just assaulted/and or mugged or possibly abducted by strangers or perps that I knew, and taken to another location to be hurt.
Or I was assaulted and hurt right there.
I was near there for my work at the time, for the later time.(for a very short time)Not sure if they might be tied together or not.
My old boss used to look down my shirt. I wonder if I minimized that and other details/behaviors. He was a shifty-eyed/insert swear words here.
There are at least two different time frames (for this possibility to happen, both of when I was younger.)
Because I know exactly where I was working at both times. So that narrows it down unless it was between those two jobs.
Either I was just assaulted/and or mugged or possibly abducted by strangers or perps that I knew, and taken to another location to be hurt.
Or I was assaulted and hurt right there.
I was near there for my work at the time, for the later time.(for a very short time)Not sure if they might be tied together or not.
My old boss used to look down my shirt. I wonder if I minimized that and other details/behaviors. He was a shifty-eyed/insert swear words here.
