Say What You Need to Say II

I want to believe that all the pain and sadness of love and loss, has a reason. That I played a small part in the others I love finding happiness, even if I do end up alone. I have to have faith that this was all worth something.

 
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The message is always about healing and seeking happiness. I try my hardest to find a way to get better. These are not stories, they are my life and the real things that happen to me. The events I talk about in this thread, the heart attack, all of it happened just a few months ago. In the course of those events I also had an ongoing love affair that failed in real life. I also had a relationship on Lit that failed just recently. I've been trying to get assistance irl, but everything keeps falling through. I haven't wanted to lie about anything, so its been sad and depressing. What I can do is stop sharing. Sorry.
 
The message is always about healing and seeking happiness. I try my hardest to find a way to get better. These are not stories, they are my life and the real things that happen to me. The events I talk about in this thread, the heart attack, all of it happened just a few months ago. In the course of those events I also had an ongoing love affair that failed in real life. I also had a relationship on Lit that failed just recently. I've been trying to get assistance irl, but everything keeps falling through. I haven't wanted to lie about anything, so its been sad and depressing. What I can do is stop sharing. Sorry.

Please don’t stop sharing. Your posts are real and while some may be looking to escape reality here, there are others who will find comfort in the fact that someone is going through something similar. The most important thing you can do in this world is be yourself. You never know who that might impact, because if someone else who is struggling can see your honesty and the fact that you haven’t given up, it may inspire them to keep going too.
 
Seems as if AI is taking over all of the internet and making unilateral decisions about the content that is allowed to exist. Images, comments and all sorts of data has been erased all across all forms of social media. That isn't worrisome at all.
 
I am not okay. I typed that and had to blink at the stubborn stupidity it takes to need to form that thought. How the fuck could I be?

A lot of ppeople have been treating my recent experiences very casually, so I fell into the same habit. But I just lived through some shit that most people need therapy for.

So of course I am not okay. Physically, psychologically. Even spiritually, Im struggling. Today was a very hard day. I felt like I was slipping out into the darkness, like drifting into space, further and further away from people.

I still feel it at the edges, even with the help of the THC. If I hadn't vaped, I
I can relate on the deepest of levels. And that kinda sucks to have to say but it’s true. Sucks for you to have to say it and for me to easily relate.
Hug
 
I can relate on the deepest of levels. And that kinda sucks to have to say but it’s true. Sucks for you to have to say it and for me to easily relate.
Hug
Im sorry that you can relate. I wish nobody ever had those kinds of experiences.
 
I'm tired of the assumption that older means wiser. I don't usually knock people, but not all men age well..
Lol, us old people get less tolerant that's for sure.
Older in many cases means life experience but some of us went to the school of hard knocks and got that wisdom earlier in life but believe me at 64 I am still learning how to navigate life because the world is changing at warp speed
 
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It has been a very tough year. I lost a lot, made a lot of mistakes, did some bad things, gained people I came to care about very much and lost them all. I'm sad because people I cared about, pretty much hate me now. Its an old pattern for me.
But I think at least I'm learning some things.

Everything, no matter how dark, pathetic, or disgusting, has the right to try to live.

Despite all of my delusions of grandeur, I am absolutely boring and ordinary in every way. I've never been special.

I have been lucky enough to know some amazing, extraordinary people. Maybe those delusions allowed me to do that, to talk to those kind folks who pretended to kneel down to my level for a little while. Now I just have to stop pretending that I was ever or could ever be one of them. Time to grow up and know my place.
 
Well, its time for another insane ramble from a maniac who wanders. Lets talk about grace. Have you ever looked up the definition of the word? In Webster's 1828 dictionary, "grace" is primarily defined as the free, unmerited love and favor of God, the spring and source of all the benefits humans receive from Him. As a Noun, it means - A simple elegance or refinement of movement. Take a moment and sit with that.

Have you ever known someone with uncommon grace? Whether the divine kind, or the noun. Someone who walks in a path lighted by the grace of some light from another realm. Who dances through the world, lighting up the darkness. Someone who walks into a room and somehow everybody there notices them. They do it on the internet, too.

It's a subtle thing, like a beautiful smile. But just like the smile, it is a very real thing, with a palpable effect on the world. Like a force of nature, it can change. It catalyses those who are touched by it, that kind of grace. People who have it are remembered long after they leave. Their presence has an echo that takes a long time to fade.

Do you ever wonder if maybe you are like that, to other people? To someone who knows you, right now, you walk in a halo. You are the source of light in their darkness. The brightest spot in a whole world. Maybe its your partner, or your child, your sibling or parent. Your best friend. Maybe its the mailman. Or your dog. It might be some creepy loner.

If you look at things from the right perspective, maybe we all have a measure of that Grace. We just don't see it in ourselves. It takes seeing yourself through another's eyes, to understand. Or perhaps taking a far enough step to see the big picture. How all the threads in the tapestry interweave with one another.

Each light, no matter how small, or how apart from others, touches the next light. which touches two more and then ten, twenty. All the little lights touch each other and create a glow in the night. And that is what we are. Fireflies in the dark, attracted to one another's light. We always have been, still are, and forever will be. Go in peace my friends.

*flutters away into the shadows*
 
Well, its time for another insane ramble from a maniac who wanders. Lets talk about grace. Have you ever looked up the definition of the word? In Webster's 1828 dictionary, "grace" is primarily defined as the free, unmerited love and favor of God, the spring and source of all the benefits humans receive from Him. As a Noun, it means - A simple elegance or refinement of movement. Take a moment and sit with that.

Have you ever known someone with uncommon grace? Whether the divine kind, or the noun. Someone who walks in a path lighted by the grace of some light from another realm. Who dances through the world, lighting up the darkness. Someone who walks into a room and somehow everybody there notices them. They do it on the internet, too.

It's a subtle thing, like a beautiful smile. But just like the smile, it is a very real thing, with a palpable effect on the world. Like a force of nature, it can change. It catalyses those who are touched by it, that kind of grace. People who have it are remembered long after they leave. Their presence has an echo that takes a long time to fade.

Do you ever wonder if maybe you are like that, to other people? To someone who knows you, right now, you walk in a halo. You are the source of light in their darkness. The brightest spot in a whole world. Maybe its your partner, or your child, your sibling or parent. Your best friend. Maybe its the mailman. Or your dog. It might be some creepy loner.

If you look at things from the right perspective, maybe we all have a measure of that Grace. We just don't see it in ourselves. It takes seeing yourself through another's eyes, to understand. Or perhaps taking a far enough step to see the big picture. How all the threads in the tapestry interweave with one another.

Each light, no matter how small, or how apart from others, touches the next light. which touches two more and then ten, twenty. All the little lights touch each other and create a glow in the night. And that is what we are. Fireflies in the dark, attracted to one another's light. We always have been, still are, and forever will be. Go in peace my friends.

*flutters away into the shadows*
This was beautiful.
 
I used to be here every day, and now that I come back to visit, everything that used to be easy, like posting self-made memes is impossible. Even asking the moderators for advice, nothing works.

Fortunately, I'm only visiting.
 
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