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[sIZE=3][COLOR=#000000][FONT=Times New Roman]During such talks among my few LS friends, I was learning to become more open with myself. More honest if you will. One very good LS'r demanded it pretty much. Or at least since they adopted that behavior, I adopted that frame of mind of being honest with oneself and what is going on. [/FONT][/COLOR][/sIZE]
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HISTORY
This journal is for me and just to get crap off my chest. So stop reading if you expect more.
It is the late night in February. I have some music on ('Streets - A Rock Opera' by Savatage. Don't bother. You won't like it.)
It is a very fine album. The songs go through a range of emotions that usually fit my range. Plus, he sings rather course, and my bad singing mixes in well.
Plus, there are some spiritual/soul searching songs mixed in with anger, so for me the pieces fit. I
I hate my family sometimes ...
my dad's health is crappy so me and my oldest sister have planned to go down there next week and spend 10 days power cleaning his house and generally trying to set up things so it's easier on him (one checking account instead of five, automatic bill pay on the accounts that offer it, etc).
I'm grateful that she's offering to do this because when my mother died, I felt like I didn't have support from any of my siblings (though to be fair Big Sis would do wha
Well, there has been some progress in my life. When I'm "with" Bob, I still think of John, but I'm able to be with Bob and enjoy myself. And let's face it, fantasizing about someone else is not exactly uncommon. No, not everybody does it and I don't do it ALL the time, but it's not like it's unheard of.
I still talk to John, about once every 2-3 days, but the conversations are shorter. I'm easing into the NC thing...ok, honestly I've got no intention of doing the NC thing anymore. The
My best gf and her husband are working things out, and she doesn't blame me at all. There is nothing cuter in the world than a sleeping dog that is dreaming and giving out those tiny "barks". Snuggling with my husband is a great past time. I've decided I hate my job. (Yes, this is a happy thought, because it means I don't have to feel so damn guilty about not being so productive.)
am starting to freak out with the latest health "update" from my father – he thinks he's got two years left to live, but if we kids are correct in thinking he's got incredibly low function in his kidneys, we'll be lucky to see him make his birthday in July.
what really sucks is wondering how we're going to handle things when his child bride is banned from entering the country until this summer, because she lied on her visa application. Do we pretend she doesn't exist and just go along getting
So, much has happened since my last journal entry, and yet...not much at all. I had a birthday and being slightly depressed felt like I really needed to see some old dear friends. So, H and I set out on a road trip taking us back to our previous city of residence. We stayed with a married couple whom we are very good friends with. In fact we were each the maid (matron) of honor in each other's weddings. During the weekend I confessed everything that I've said here to my girlfriend. She was
Sooner or later my journal cherry was bound to be popped.
You see it everywhere, but it seems so common here.
Certain people on LS seem to come on here to do nothing more then to brag about themselves and whether or not what they say is actually true will always remain skeptical, but some of those individuals you can easily tell if they are being honest or not.
Its my belief that if you are truly confident about yourself, then you don't need to constantly boast about yourself and/or yo
So, I was chatting with John and telling him how a mutual friend of ours joined a social network that we are both friends in. So, I went in and tagged her in a picture in which she, John, and Bob were all in (it was the best picture of her) so that she would have a picture on her page. John freaked out because I tagged the whole picture and it showed up on his site. And instead of telling me that it upset him, he basically ended the conversation. He said he was hungry and going to eat and th
Well, the deletion only lasted 24 hrs. I really have no willpower. In fact, John and I actually talked yesterday for an hour and a half. It was nice. Of course it was.
I am starting to think of him more of a friend. And he is starting to move on. He's got a date with someone Friday night. They've known each other just a couple months less than we've known each other. She knows about me. She knew before they decided to go on a date. It wasn't like he asked her out and then told her
I deleted John from my instant messaging contacts today. And by today I mean just now. In the system that we use, he won't see that I've deleted him and hence still has the option of IMing me. And of course I will answer if he does, but it's time I stopped constantly checking to see if he is online and fighting the temptation to talk to him. My max is 2 hrs of knowing he is online and not IMing him. Even now I want to open the messenger and see if he is there (I know he is because he was th
In the long run, I do hope there will be more than one good thing. But, what I do know, is that Bob and I will make it to "till death do us part". I'm not going to leave him for John, and if I ever was going to leave him for someone, it would be for John. Of course Bob could still choose to leave me, but I highly doubt he ever will. He is not nor has ever been a "grass is greener" person. He's also the most loyal person I know. I guess all marriages go through their ups and downs. I belie
Well, I'm feeling a bit better today. Each day it gets a bit easier, as can be expected. I still don't have any romantic or sexual feelings for my husband, but I'm finally at the point where I want to. I guess that is the first step.
I called John on his New Years, and it was a very nice conversation, but somehow it really seemed like a final conversation. I don't really know what I mean, we didn't talk about not speaking or it being final, but the time just seemed right for moving on
i'm such a crappy friend – I've been so caught up with our busy work season that was completely blindsided by discovering that one of my best guy friends has found someone he's proposed to
I feel like such a dumbass ... got this nifty computer for Christmas, but have no idea how to update the warranty online. Am I hopeless or what? :laugh:
Well, here it is. I've told portions before, but I don't really have questions anymore; besides most of the people who responded seem to think that my husband and I are morally corrupt. I still have a need to tell the story though. I don't have friends that I can tell, so this will be my outlet.
It starts in June 2007...I went overseas for 5 weeks for work. While I was there I met a man who I found extremely attractive, both physically and mentally. Because my husband and I have/had su
It was TBF's friends post which made me realize that friends come in different colors and sizes. Some as business associates, classmates, childhood friends,
Last week I've made calls to those in "my network" and have gotten positive responses in finding myself. For those who have read my posts and comments about my job understand what I have been through.
I've given time and money for their campaigns, got positive leads to my career, mentoring advice, love advice, and introductions to p
...slept until 10am today. I turned on the radio, then got up and shoveled the walks. I'll probably eat something and the do some stuff. Then maybe I'll eat again and do some other stuff. Then I'll go to bed.
Another day down. Death is that much closer.
I was thinking intensely about this comment and decided it was a good idea for everyone. Imagine arming everyone, no matter what age, with a handgun that shot arrows with rubber suction cups on them.
Everytime someone irritated you, you could shoot them anywhere you wanted.
I would like to challenge members to the visualization of a society like this. We would have people that looked like porcupines, possibly in strange places.
Discuss.
...I went to work and then came home. I ate a couple of meals. Now I'm tired and thinking of going bed.
Tomorrow, after I get up, I will eat a few meals and do some things. Not sure what. After that I will go to bed.
Sunday should be about the same.
(Why did the music stop?)
