Because I feel like when you grow up you deserve to have a sibling who gets how crazy your childhood was. :)
Yeah...that would be pretty cool.
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Because I feel like when you grow up you deserve to have a sibling who gets how crazy your childhood was. :)
Yeah...that would be pretty cool.
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Oh dear. What if the sibling was the root of much of the crazy?
And you can deal with your crazy. It won't go away, but it also won't win. Most days. And really, 'most days' is a pretty good deal.
I'm with Vortex, those words are inspirational Steph.
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Somebody think some good thoughts at me. I'm afraid it's going to be a rough night.
I'm planning to go visit my sister tomorrow and see Avengers and Dark Shadows and hang out. Took the day off work. I'm looking forward to it. So why am I having what feels like the beginning of a panic attack? I'm going to take a Valium and try to sleep without any funky dreams.
Oh dear. What if the sibling was the root of much of the crazy?
Stands in the corner with ND. Add an s to sibling.
I hope restful sleep happened, Zen. Have a blast today.
That is awesome, Teppy. It is wonderful that your brother chose to call you and no doubt it was just what he needed. It is good to have each other.
My childhood was filled with good nurturing stuff. My parents were in different political parties and religions but both believed in respect for differences. I never heard them say a racist or bigoted or hateful word about any group. They told the 4 of us that we were brilliant and beautiful and could accomplish absolutely anything. And I think we all believed it. I didn't encounter the crazy until I was out in the 'real' world and frankly try hard to keep it far far away.
My sibs and I all have our stuff, but I think we are all good responsible people. We have all had our personal battles with our demons, with varied success. My mother told us repeatedly that our sibs were our best friends for life and we are all very comfortable with each other. There is absolutely nothing I could not discuss with them and vice versa. I hope some day my boys are close, but it is hard to imagine while they are in this seemingly endless despise each other competitive stage.
I honestly don't know where I am going with my as yet uncaffeinated ramblings. Maybe it is my sorrow that any of us had to deal with the crazy. We can't go backwards, but I see here and in all my life people who are trying to do better. Parents, teachers, citizens trying to demonstrate a better way.
Yes, I need to make coffee happen.
I have no siblings and I have to say, I turned out okay!
I am up and dressed because I thought our contractor would be here by now.
ION, I must not forget to purchase Amanda Palmer tickets in 40 minutes.
I hope restful sleep happened, Zen. Have a blast today.
Thanks, Laura. It did, thanks to Valium, and I plan to enjoy the FUCK out of today. Brace yourself, today! I am in you!