Make me!
Now, I can hold a note for a long time...actually I can hold a note forever. But eventually that's just noise. It's the change we're listening for. The note coming after, and the one after that. That's what makes it music.
Host ,'Why We Fight'
Natter 74: Ready or Not
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Zenkitty - Mar 28, 2016 12:48:47 pm PDT #18503 of 30003
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Burrell - Mar 28, 2016 12:53:39 pm PDT #18504 of 30003
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Congrats to Sheryl and family!
And Gud, please be kind with yourself. Time with your kids is time well spent.
askye - Mar 28, 2016 1:19:43 pm PDT #18505 of 30003
Thrive to spite them
I'm not sure why you feel watching the movie was a mistake but it wasn't.
Therapy can help with this. If I said the things I say to myself to other people...as frequently as I say them to myself... I'd be labelled as emotionally abusive. But it's to myself.
And it's cruel horrible things. There's a part of me that can take the tiniest thing and turn it into a cudgel to beat myself down.
For example I moved to a twisty windy mountain road. I was scared of driving up and down it. I worked on coping skills and I finally got to the point where I could go up or down with no second thought - at night! In the Rain!
I was like "this is great, it's a small step and I had so much anxiety over it but I did this. I can build on this for other things." And then The Voice chimed in, full of contempt and distaste and bile, "You drove down a mountain. Like that's anything to be proud of. People do it all the time. Older than you, younger. And you think this is anything to be proud of? Only a lazy selfish bitch could be proud of nothing." (or something like that but it's pretty close).
If that had been a person in my car I would have slammed the brakes and tossed them out. But it wasn't. It was me. So I went to therapy (I was heading there anyway). I do solo therapy and group therapy. It's the closest I can get to tossing that abusive voice out of my life.
To sum up - be kind to yourself. You aren't the only one who struggles with this.
Laura - Mar 28, 2016 2:04:58 pm PDT #18506 of 30003
Our wings are not tired.
Congratulations Sheryl & Gary! Give the lucky little guy an extra hug and tell him it is from Buffistas.
{{Gud}} What they all said. I don't want to pile on, but you need to be easier on yourself. It is not beneficial to hold yourself to a higher standard than you do the rest of the human race. Now that my kids are in their 20s, I know there were times when I should have made the choice to watch a movie with them. All the stuff that I thought was important like house chores or work crap, doesn't matter so much. Happy memories of times spent together are much more valuable.
Sheryl - Mar 28, 2016 2:15:55 pm PDT #18507 of 30003
Fandom means never having to say "But where would I wear that?"
Thanks all!
lisah - Mar 28, 2016 2:43:38 pm PDT #18508 of 30003
Punishingly Intricate
Congratulations, Sheryl!!!
WindSparrow - Mar 28, 2016 3:29:32 pm PDT #18509 of 30003
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Congratulations, Sheryl and family!
shrift - Mar 28, 2016 4:42:15 pm PDT #18510 of 30003
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Traffic actually isn't bad this evening, so now I feel like I probably should cook something when I get home rather than eat leftovers.
What do I want? So many choices.
Amy - Mar 28, 2016 4:43:04 pm PDT #18511 of 30003
Because books.
Congratulations, Sheryl! That's awesome!
Gud, what everybody's said, especially Steph. I wish you could see yourself the way we all see you.
sarameg - Mar 28, 2016 5:03:32 pm PDT #18512 of 30003
Congrats, Sheryl & fam! Gud, listen to them.
Omg, I am so mentally wiped and all it is is massive cleaning ahead and massive phone calling contractors and HOLES EVERYWHERE. Pumpkin jumped in one and made it into the rafters. I can't even. So much dust, so much adulting.
Spending another day next door. And showering. Second floor won't get water until tomorrow.