Daily Comments #5- Just place to plant your thoughts. No feedback required.

My sister can talk to a brick wall.

My head feels like a 26oz rum hangover WITHOUT the satisfaction of time spent engaged in drunken hilarity and sodden staggering revelries.

effin', essin', h. christin', movverpluckin'...migraine. You were, are and forever shall be....a big feckin' wagonload of absolutely no damned fun at all. I feel like duct taping ice-cubes to my eyes...

Maranara: I completely understand your challenges with "chit-chat." I don't have those skills either. I can talk about things from the history of Jerusalem to the social impact of clocks on society, but I can't "chit-chat" in a social setting.

Quiz: I am so sorry you are feeling this way. Wish I could take it all away from you.

AJ: My sons love me to pieces and cooperate whenever I tell them to do things like washing dishes. HOWEVER, they have to be told to do it. They will also leave things until there are none left clean BUT they will plug in the dishwasher when they have no other choice or wash a dish out when there are no others clean. It still takes being told to do it though. I don't think that will ever change.

I wish people acted better to me.

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I must glue the puzzles when they are done.

I know, some people seem really against this, idk why... but to each their own

I just .....for me--How do you just tear part an accomplishment, i guess i take too much symbolism into the work that is done with putting it together.... after all, i got a puzzle piece inked on my arm

We got our first snow storm of the season. It's quit now and I have to go look for the snow shovel.

Oh wow, lucky you. Sure wish we'd get some snow. Seems all we get is rain and temps in the 60s. Bummer for a snow lover...

My birthday is in 10 days, woot, woot.

It is amazing how gifted and bright and creative and giving, and thoughtful and wise so many of you all are. I admire the strength, the creativity, the intellect, the passion and caring that come from each of the users here on PC. To have the comfort to ham it up in front of a camera, to write material, to play instruments, to understand governtment systems so well. PC users you all blow me away with your gifts. I hope you realize how amazing you all are.I get floored with it every time I log in here.

I'm really glad I joined pc. I've met some great people and made some good friends from all over the world

Cut myself fixing supper. Bled into the scrambled eggs and had to throw them out. Nobody else liked them anyway because I put onion and peppers and ham in them. I thought it tasted good.

You said what I think a lot when I come here. Thanks for saying it so well. I am constantly amazed and humbled.

I'm glad too.

I am praying for the energy I need to get through the next round of weekly chores, and Holiday preparations. Got sideswiped with grief a few days ago, well, ever since before American Thanksgiving, TBCH....and naturally, it sends me reeling for awhile. (Lost my brother in February; and lost my Dad just a little over two years ago.) It's all still very painful, and "just" below the surface, I found out....

So, compassionate hugs for anyone else facing the same kind of Christmas/ New Years....and for anyone in pain, period.

Things aren't always "pretty" when one stands up for themselves.

When you let people squeeze you into their mold, when you bow down to their pressure and try to please all the critics, it takes away your power. It takes away your uniqueness. - Joel Osteen

I am taking mom to the MD today. I have 4 bags of wrapped Christmas gifts to carry on mass transit. I estimate it will take 2 hours to get there. I have to stop for lunch because she will have nothing for me to eat or drink. And, I have to speak to her MD / nurse about getting her a walker and talking her into using it. So far, she has been too vain to get one and even told her kids not to buy her one for Christmas. On many levels, she makes life so difficult that I really, really hate her. Of course, it seems that she has never liked me much anyway.

Still can't tell if I am just a plain horrible person, all that is wrong with society or if I am indeed being consumed more so with depression and anxiety

I feel like a black hole slowing falling within and for once I have no telling what may lie on the other side, if indeed there is another side to the hole I am submersing myself within.

It is most likely the depression Mindinpieces. I have been in that place before. You are not alone. If there is an ounce of recognition in the brain still that tells you it could be the depression talking, that is a good thing to hold on tight to.

It took me three years to crawl up out of this bout of depression, and I still battle with anxiety and self esteem issues, but with support here on PC and the freedom to vent, respectfully when I felt I needed to, it helped me pull through. Just hold on. We will try to help pull you out.

hey. how's it going?

I love that quote. How apt it is.
Since the surgery I have given away my power, my rights to services and let others turn me into bitter pain ridden *****. Have I given it away or has my power been sucked away one excuse after another? I'm not sure theres any difference anymore or that it matters. I know that if I had money none of this would have happened, money is the only voice that speaks in this country.

The more they drag on at getting services going that should have started the week I got home("I'm sooo sorry this is happening"--I don't want to hear you are sorry, I want to see results. I think--don't know but I'm guessing that in Britain and Canada and other places w/ national health, these things are set up before you are released from the hospital, and that they make sure there is a way to get Rx's and food into the house the first week, and that the patient isn't Left on there own to pay a stranger to drop them off at pharmacies and groceries stores alone to try and reach items on bottom and top shelfs? Alone to drag things around and put them away, what a laugh, no lifting, no car-ring more than 10lbs, no bending, to twisting, right lets see you go though you normal day doing none of those things w/o help. Thank goodness for friendly folks both those who come forward and ask to help and those I have asked to help, they all did so and w/ kindness. Wish some of them passed though my house, but there I'm on my own. None-the-less That day took everything out of me for days, and started the emotional ride down to the pits. The long dark of the night is back coloring everything I see and do. I've never felt more alone nor helpless. Don't you dare tell me how strong I am, I shouldn't(don't tell me about shoulds and shouldn'ts, I'm not in the mood.) have to deal with this crap on top of everything else-(god I want a shower!!!!!!). The more of a monster I turn into, the more unlikely it is anyone will ever want to come here, I just want it to end. It becomes a viscous self defeating circle. Here I sit going into the third week with out a shower, no clean bedding, and my roar has become the incessant whine of an pest insect. If one more person tries to tell me how strong I am I feel I am going to break.

It amazes me how some results pop up after a search entry. On youtube, I typed in "Trans-Siberian Orchestra Carol of the Bells"....and one of the results was "How to remove a fence post with a farm jack"

ROFLMAO

Was feeling crushed by stress today. I made it.

I never would refuse someone's friend request. I'm sorry that I'm not a very good friend.

I hope my only real life friend is doing okay at his new job in a different state. Miss him like crazy though.

Sidestepper... I feel your pain and frustration. You are going through so much right now. Recovering from surgery and not getting the help you need is a lot to deal with. Wish I lived closer to you, I'd run your errands for you.. All I can do now is send you gentle and caring hugs and an ear and heart that hears you.