My dear, I don't need to tell you how the pictures make me feel, but I am glad I saw them because you're going through it and I want to know. You learned to drive a car and do a great other many things, and you can learn to be happy in much the same way. It's our parents' job to teach that skill but they often fail badly, even when they're doing their best, at which point we have to find out how it's done later in life, one way or another. I'm not trying to trivialize your present pain with those analogies, but there's no question at all that you can do this.
It sounds like you had rough couple of days there, sweetie. Please do me a favor and don't do speed anymore. You don't need that mess. You hang in there, and be strong. I know that you can beat what you're fighting.
The good news is you're still alive, and still have a chance to get it right. Drugs are never good for anyone, but in your current circumstance they could very easily be fatal. I know you have the capacity to find your way through this - wishing you all the best and keeping fingers crossed.
I really hope you're OK. I was going to do the "other white meat" to feed my illness and clean my apt. but I decided against it. My "gay best friend" is torn up on that stuff.
The quote is brilliant. A car makes a better exoskeleton than our bones.
And I so appreciate all your compliments and encouragement.
As for the photos, I like them but I feel like the camera put on 30 lbs, as opposed to the proverbial 10, but don't we all feel like we take up too much space. *sigh*
Take care of you.
Thank you soooo much, gorgeous. And yes, I am 41.
I'm VERY lucky to have the youthful appearance I do considering what I've been through and what I'm putting myself through. This gets worse, not better if you let it go like I have. I don't want anyone to say, "oh, Thora looks good so it must not be THAT bad a thing to do." I don't take my good fortune for granted.
I hope today is auspicious for you.
Thinking of you, dear. Hope you're well. You have more willpower than I'll ever see, but maybe you don't even need it. You just have to do an encore.
Feeling lost doesn't equate with being lost, sweetie. You think so clearly, do so much schoolwork, and generally accomplish more in a day than I do at the best of times with very little stress, beyond wishing you had the joyous existence you so deserve. Since I wanted that burden, I have no excuses. (I'm making more lists!)
It's really nice to hear from you dear. So glad you're feeling calmer! Even after five years it seems like a miracle that I've learned how to deal fairly easily with tons of stress, so I never want you to forget that you can look forward to achieving the same thing yourself.
When I write a long PM, I'll remind you it's yours to ignore or respond as you see fit. If it seems like tedious crap, I"m still glad I spent the time, just for the smallest possibility of making you feel a bit better, and at least you know you're on my mind.
Love you, dear friend!
That's a great step you've taken from the sound of it. I don't want to stop worrying about you, but I've learned to avoid getting into the physical stress that was so debilitating, and this way I choose to be concerned and I'm not the victim of "severe anxiety." I did appreciate having medications prescribed years ago, just to get a rest from it and clear my head. It's a wondrous thing to finally walk away from so great and protracted a burden, and I hope you know you can also do it in time.
I'll write to you after I get my taxes sorted this evening.
The sheer volume of neglected paper is a bit overwhelming! I hope it doesn't feel neglected, I suppose.
I think the issue is less about having thoughts of negative ideas, things or attitudes and more about a clear understanding of what we all are and how we can routinely draw seemingly logical, negative conclusions about ourselves that don't withstand close scrutiny when all the facts are considered. Just so I don't create undue suspense, examples of common ideas that are always wrong include feeling flawed, inadequate, worthless or uninteresting, and often unattractive, as well. There is no question that there will be people who will describe any of us in these terms, but that's their own subjective and unhealthily judgemental opinion. When we already feel like crap, these hurts will reinforce our negative self image.
I'll have to leave the compelling evidence for later, but reminding ourselves that we're unique and lovable is a good idea. You have to do it countless times, for months, but more importantly, you have to know intellectually that it's true before you can teach your emotions to catch up and really feel secure in the knowledge that you're as special and wonderful as you actually are. It can be done!
Wow, what Jozsef said up there (last comment) is really helpful. And thank you. We have only to take better care of ourselves to look and feel "forever young."
I was just looking at this girl in one of my classes today and I thought, damn she is so freaking hot. But I know she's a lesbian, so what can you do? Nah, the girls I've been falling for lately have all been falling in love with someone else and being really happy. Which is great for them, not so much for me, lol.