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[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I have my fingers crossed for you, Steph.
Poor ltc, I'm sorry that I am having a hard time not laughing about you getting a fat lip from a book.
Laura, that sounds like too much togetherness. I hope you get some rest.
I hope the dinner was wonderful, WindSparrow.
Thanks, it was. We were all sad, but the food was good, and we did the "do you remember when we...." thing. I managed to keep from crying until I was driving home.
I just want to say how impressed I always am with you, Andi. You have such wisdom, common sense, empathy and a great depth of caring--which is obvious in what you post about work and the advice you give so many of us on here.
Scrappy, thank you. It's good to be reminded that the ugly thoughts that go through my mind, the moments when the baser instincts win, the regretable things I have said, those bits that are on constant replay in my conscience - they are not the sole definition of me.
Good luck, Steph. I hope it helps quickly.
WS, I echo what Scrappy said.
Steph, I hope you find something that works quickly. It's the right decision, but isn't it (not) funny how long we wait to go get help...
Scrappy is still wise.
Steph, I'm glad you recognize that you need more help and are taking steps to get it. I know it's not easy.
Continued love to you and yours, Laura.
Teppy, I know it is a tough decision to make. All the ~ma for you.
Laura, I hope you got home at a decent hour.
WS, best of luck to you!
Happy Halloween, Everyone!!!
^^ What the wise Scrappy one said!
Still in fuming mode over hideous family funeral stuff. I really hate all of this. Tough to say whether I will have any siblings left before all is said and done. Sigh.
I'm sorry, Laura.
Laura, I have an urge to give people some talkings-to on your behalf.
I am suddenly so very, very thankful for the surprising unity amongst my siblings and me at the time my dad died. It was such a lovely thing that later when ordinary, or ordinarily dysfunctional, tensions resurfaced I often thought we needed another family member to die to restore peace. In my emo, young adult, not yet twenty, mind I sometimes had the urge to volunteer.
Steph, maybe some one or a combo of, the newer medications will give you the neurotransmitters you need while not adding too many unpleasant side effects.