Loordy, Lourdy the COUCH is 40....

No. You are missing the point. I was hoping others were more superior than I was. I know I was a little idiot. I would feel better knowing others were not such little idiots.

SD do you have border collies? ooooohhhhh they are so beautiful.

From a distance that is. I have a feeling that close up, they'd be too manic for me.

I have cats. They are good for my humility

No I have real collies. I could not handle a border collie staring at me all the time. I like the loose eyed breeds better.

Why would it make you happier to see that others were smarter? You should take solace in the fact that we all were just as clueless, ie... it could have happened to anyone at that age. There is a reason sick o's target young kids.

Regardless of should, I don't.
It takes hope away.
It does not matter.
I made myself a long island ice tea last night as it was the only thing I could think of that had that much alcohol in one drink (I was not thirsty enough to drink two of anything) and it still did not relax me.
And then I didn't have the urge to text, email or call the therapist whilst imbibing. More evidence of defectivity. I don't even have the strength of character to get drunk after therapy properly.

(I am now teasing with myself here)

So who is wily? The person who sets up the game, wins. SD, you didn't even know you were playing a game. You were just responding in the moment. It was more important to THEM, for whatever reason. Actually I think part of the reason was, the only way they could win a game of words with us, was if they rigged it. I think my mother played the same game with me every freaking night. It was called, Maybe tomorrow I'll have time for you.

What does hope come in , if we were all not manipulated due to our age and just agreed ed to the games?

Is this day almost over yet? Raise your hand if you plan on leaving work early?

now that's a button we could use!

5 year olds (first graders) still have a hard time with sorting fantasy from reality. Often times they will tell you things at the dinner table that did not happen. My son at 5 told his teacher that we had a dragon in our basement and his dad frequently locked him up with it. I assured the teacher that was not the case. Son didn't mean to lie, he dreamed it the night before and thought it to be true. He laughed when he realized it was a dream, and then asked if we could perhaps get a dragon for a pet. He was not a stupid child, just an avid reader with a great imagination. If we told him the moon was green he'd have believed it, no matter how many times he looked up and found it to be white.

house on salt marsh accepted someone else's offer.

I am going to bed now, since I can't bear the though of house hunting any more.

Thanks Wiki.... that's right, I remember our youngest told her 2nd grade teacher she was taking RIVER DANCING lessons and proceeded to show her what she had learned..... she took no lessons, she just watched it alot.

This sounds and feels so familiar, stopdog. Mine would do that same thing -- if you just tell the truth, you won't get in trouble. But, also, I would not seem to stop myself from telling them why what they were doing was not fair. I knew what would happen, but I could not stop. As you say, not the tiniest bit of self preservation instinct. I still have some contempt and anger for myself for that.

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The couch is really quite moving today. I want to comfort and protect all the innocent little kids that we were...except for me of course...I want to kick her a s s for being such a stupid disgusting little thing....anyway....

ok... so well ALL FEEL THE SAME WAY??? Why is that?

hi rothfan

Hey Granite..... hope you are having a good day.

sorry peeps love ya . don't know whats wrong . anyway have a good day

Because the only way a child can make sense of the world when her parents do bad things (or don't do good things) is that there must be something wrong with her. Parents are good. For them to do bad things is incongruous. So, if parents do bad things, it must be because of the child, ergo it's the child's fault.

Hi granite

I think it's hard to remember accurately our abilities as kids. Looking back its hard to not apply how we think and process things now to our younger selves, if that makes sense.

Maybe she thinks she is a cat?

This is precisely what my T won't do. And I still don't understand why not.

I'm hearing you have very clear ideas of what you should feel.