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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
The pie turned out pretty well. My sister made me sob until I was sick . And then there was pie, and another headache.
I just don't understand how she can have any awe left for me, any of the "but that's my BIG sister" where I see myself as "the one they have to help when she breaks". Aside from "the one who can't" that's the only hat I wear.
Because you are still functioning at all in the face of everything. I'm fucking awed at you, and I'm not related.
What he said.
Seriously.
What Typo Boy Typed.
Dude. ita. You made a low-glycemic pie on a weeknight. You are amazing!
One of the reasons I have so much trouble talking about my childhood in therapy is that I start asking myself, "If it really was that bad, then how did I actually get through it all?"
Well, two things. People get through all kinds of shit. (As we see just on this board!) And it's because they are strong people and figured out how to get through it, with whatever coping mechanisms were necessary.
Timelies all!
House is cleaned for my parents' visit. We're pretty lazy about stuff like vacuuming, only doing it when we are going to have house guests.
Meanwhile, it's still raining, and probably will do so all weekend. Great.
Sometimes I think the only control we have over our lives is what stories we tell ourselves to make sense of what we do and what happens to us, but we don't exactly have perfect control even over that.