Homburg
Daring greatly
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DeservingBitch said:That's the one i'm talking about. One word: hawt.
Yep, I agree. Great thread, incredible aesthtic. Shanks has good taste.
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DeservingBitch said:That's the one i'm talking about. One word: hawt.
Oh honey.doveofserenity said:Had to do this tonight and still crying
Dear (and no X here) MOM,
Why can't you see reason? They just put a pacemaker in you. You just had a rod and 32 steel fucking pins put in a shattered leg. You can't walk halfway up the hall without being out of breath. You don't even remember what month it is, half the time.
But you want to leave the home and live on your own again? See reason dammit. The nurses are there to take care of you, if you fall, help is there. You are in beginning of Alzheimers and you don't want to admit it to yourself.
Yes mom, this hurts like hell for me. Seeing you laying there with your back to me, as i try to make you see reason.
i hate having to have done what i did tonight, but its the only way i know to get it thru to you; that you are not able to take care of yourself anymore. And that the home is the best place for you.
i meant what i said though. Unless you put it in writing that i become your power of attorney; i wash my hands of you. Do you think i want the kids seeing you laying on the ground like before, or even them seeing you dead? Just because you want to cook your own foods again???
For Gods sake, get real. If you dont, then what i said; i meant. Say goodbye to ever seeing your grandkids again. Because i wont have them finding you dead, because of you being stubborn!
i love you mom, goodbye.
~slams the phone down, crying my eyes out~
doveofserenity said:~slams the phone down, crying my eyes out~
andprayers go out to you
doveofserenity said:Had to do this tonight and still crying
Dear (and no X here) MOM,
Why can't you see reason? They just put a pacemaker in you. You just had a rod and 32 steel fucking pins put in a shattered leg. You can't walk halfway up the hall without being out of breath. You don't even remember what month it is, half the time.
But you want to leave the home and live on your own again? See reason dammit. The nurses are there to take care of you, if you fall, help is there. You are in beginning of Alzheimers and you don't want to admit it to yourself.
Yes mom, this hurts like hell for me. Seeing you laying there with your back to me, as i try to make you see reason.
i hate having to have done what i did tonight, but its the only way i know to get it thru to you; that you are not able to take care of yourself anymore. And that the home is the best place for you.
i meant what i said though. Unless you put it in writing that i become your power of attorney; i wash my hands of you. Do you think i want the kids seeing you laying on the ground like before, or even them seeing you dead? Just because you want to cook your own foods again???
For Gods sake, get real. If you dont, then what i said; i meant. Say goodbye to ever seeing your grandkids again. Because i wont have them finding you dead, because of you being stubborn!
i love you mom, goodbye.
~slams the phone down, crying my eyes out~
Evil_Geoff said:Dear X,
BDSM as a lifestyle is a journey, not a destination. As long as you live, it will grow and change, just as you do. If you have a healthy relationship, it will ebb and flow, it will be dynamic, not static...
You may be in one place emotionally today, another tomorrow. And that's okay. To expect otherwise with a person is to have an unrealistic expectation. The good partners are the ones who understand that fluidity of human nature and will allow you to be you. They will harness and direct and change that fluidity, they will adapt themselves to you, and will guide you to where they want and need you to be, all the while allowing you to be you.
BiaTcHiNFiRe said:I often feel I am too good for P. and maybe I even am I dunno. You and him are two so SO different people. And I have to admit you are too good for me. I am shy for myself, I really am and I am very sorry I have drag my insecurities between me and you and doubted what we do and share.
I missed you. Missed you bad. Missed what we do and share and I really feel like a desert which needs your rain. I am not saying this to excuse the way I acted last few days, or maybe I do I dunno. I need you... Need you more than I can say and more than I am willing to admit at times. I dunno this with men. I find it hard to admit I need someone this bad. It scares me and fears me.
Guess I just give up.
bholderman said:Im still in the early stages of that, and its a struggle. Emerging out of this is an incredibly intuitive 8-year old, who zeroes in on my low points and can pick me back up. Her costume suggestion for me for Halloween was a red cape with an "S" on my chest.
bholderman said:Homburg,
Ha ha, thanks. I always had this mantra, "I am married, I am daddy, I am Superman." I always have been a big fan of the original Superman, i.e. 1937 -1941, when he was still a bit of a tough guy.
For some reason, it irritated my wife. I've been able to get this family through some real predicaments, the mantra helped me mentally. As of late, she continues to say, she isnt good enough for me, once the affair was out in the open, some of the things she did were out of spite, to get me to hate her.
Im starting to think she may be jealous of me.
bholderman said:Homburg,
Ha ha, thanks. I always had this mantra, "I am married, I am daddy, I am Superman." I always have been a big fan of the original Superman, i.e. 1937 -1941, when he was still a bit of a tough guy.
For some reason, it irritated my wife. I've been able to get this family through some real predicaments, the mantra helped me mentally. As of late, she continues to say, she isnt good enough for me, once the affair was out in the open, some of the things she did were out of spite, to get me to hate her.
Im starting to think she may be jealous of me.
In the spirit:bholderman said:... I always had this mantra, "I am married, I am daddy, I am Superman." I always have been a big fan of the original Superman, i.e. 1937 -1941, when he was still a bit of a tough guy.
For some reason, it irritated my wife....
Im starting to think she may be jealous of me.
http://www.dialbforblog.com/archives/320/superman.gif
I am trying.bholderman said:B,
Dont talk like that, please. It doesnt help you. I realize that this is a Dear X thread, but when it comes to the real world, its been explained to me that I simply need to work on myself, improve myself vastly, recover from the trauma and depression and not to pursue the Significant Other. Certainly, if kids are involved there is a requirement for some contact, which in a way is good because it will allow the S.O. to see the changes in you. That doesnt mean use the kids as any kind of tug-rope, simply an opportunity to "show off."
Im still in the early stages of that, and its a struggle. Emerging out of this is an incredibly intuitive 8-year old, who zeroes in on my low points and can pick me back up. Her costume suggestion for me for Halloween was a red cape with an "S" on my chest.
BiaTcHiNFiRe said:I am trying.
I don't really think I am THAT good, but I am surely not enough to keep P. intrested to stay home with me instead doing other things with other people. I don't like it, never liked it and guess I never will either. It's something I am dealing with almost every day, but then again it was me who picked to stay, so the only thing I really need to learn is just to simply stfu.
It's liveable. It takes one lots of energy, but there are some bright whiles in it as well and as long as theres a bright whiles I am thankful for them. I could never hate P. I can be mad or sad and frusty, I can moan about things which are just my own fault actualy, but I could never say I hate him. That's something what I just dunno no matter how I am treated.
P. arived very late at night yesterday eventho he promised me he'll be back about 10pm he arived about 3am. I wasn't even suprised. We went to bed without a word, actualy I couldn't be even bothered to be mad at him and I wasn't. He's just like that, I know he is. Expect he would act different would be silly of me. He wanted explain me why he came 5 hours later. When I heard his "ya know, one of my friends bla bla bla..." I told him "just sleep ok". And it was closed for me.
I am tired of promises he dunno keep and I am tired of being mad or sad cuz of it as well, so I am just quiet. I am enjoying him when he's around and trying not to think what he does, with who and where when he's gone in the nights and coming back home at morning. He's a good dad to our lil girl and that's what matters to me atm, so I am not demanding anything else on him.
I have found me an outlet from the relationship with P. and as long as I have M. around and am able talk to him I am doing quite fine even if P. acting the way he does. I am no treasure either so...![]()
HottieMama said:Why are there decorations out when it's not even Halloween? .
HottieMama said:Dear Universe...
i hate Christmas and all the crappy memories it conjures up. Going to the supermarket for milk this morning and seeing all the displays was just a bit much. Why are there decorations out when it's not even Halloween?
Please...have some mercy on those of us that endure it for our children but would rather fall off the face of the Earth during the holidays each year.
