Glad that went well, Tep!
'Serenity'
Natter 77: I miss my friends. I miss my enemies. I miss the people I talked to every day.
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.
Glad that went well, Steph. And pulling for the doctors to figure out the hallucinations.
Gud, great pictures of happiness. And, askye is full of wisdom on this... well, and on many things... please be open to hearing her and valuing you for you. You're awesome.
Scola, a class could be just the thing. Social, but also not constantly social, if that makes sense. I think of it as getting credit for and benefit from being around people but not necessarily having to interact like I'm at a party or something.
And Happy Birthday to Strix!
Steph, glad it went well. Aside from the danger of your dad shooting someone (who was actually there) because of his hallucinations, there was also the issue of having the guns stolen and getting out into circulation. That happened with my father - he had a number of guns, including a handgun that my mother's father, um, acquired during WWI. They were stolen and ... went who knows where. So that's one worry off your shoulders.
Steph, what a relief. I'm glad it went well, and I hope that the doctors can figure out what is going on with your dad and help him.
So... the cutest bride in the world? Every happiness to them. And to you, Gud. You deserve to be happy.
Glad to hear things went as well as could be expected, Steph. Hope your dad's doc can do something about the hallucinations.
Tom, even if the class isn't teaching you new principles, odds are seeing other people's perspectives and getting critiques of your work from the teacher and maybe other students will be useful. And having something structured that gets you out of the house but isn't a high stress/pressure environment might be a good way to ease yourself back into the habit of socializing more. I took a couple of photojournalism classes post-graduation and even though I never did anything ambitious with my photography afterwards, I enjoyed taking them and regard the expense and effort as worthwhile. (Admittedly this was in mid-90s dollars, so a bit cheaper...)
God, you have my email and my number. Reach out to me anytime.
I feel this way sometimes. If God needs me, they have my contact info.
(This typo made me smile this morning.)
Some pictures from the weekend.
Awww, as Trudy notes, the Cutest Baby in the World makes a Beautiful Bride.
Steph- thank dig your dad was compliant. Now sleep all the sleeps.
Gud, please call askye or cass, or. Therapist.
Scola, take the class.
I, too, am struggling. No fear of leaving the house, but inertia to actually do anything. I just want to sleep, like all the time. And today I came in to work and now just want to cry. Nothing particular is happening, but anything feels like too much.
Today is a hard day, I agree.