Who Are You? Really.....

[FlakeNoir]

The older I get, the more often I find myself telling inanimate objects to eff off.

Right?! Things bump into me all the time!

 

[champ1966]

Right?! Things bump into me all the time!

Right?! Things bump into me all the time!

Yeah,and things jump out of my hands all the time.

 

[blunthead]

Rest assured GNT, we all know no-one is quite as much of an idiot as you.

Hey, I resemble that remark.

 

[FlakeNoir]

Yeah,and things jump out of my hands all the time.

Same here!
Also... everything in the world is smaller and further away than it used to be...

 

[blunthead]

The older I get, the more often I find myself telling inanimate objects to eff off.

Oh, so you're married.

 

[champ1966]

Same here!
Also... everything in the world is smaller and further away than it used to be...

I thought that was just a male problem.

 

[champ1966]

Oh, so you're married.

lol

 

[blunthead]

Huh. How did I miss this thread? Squirrel brain, probably.

I'm Evelyn. I'm 43. Married for 15 years, but it's really only just started to get good. No kids; lots of adorable niblings. I blog, and I just released my first short in a zombie anthology, and I'm writing a middle grades book. For money, I test software. I am good at understanding people, at looking beyond their defenses (gives me a high tolerance for a**holes, because almost no one actually means to be an a**hole, and sometimes the people with the prickliest outsides need hugs worst of all). I swear a lot, and I love Coke Zero, and I'm very opinionated but always willing to back it up—and always willing to listen. I believe in science and social justice, and I believe in humanity. I try very hard to be kind and feel it keenly when I fail.

Favorite SK book: The Stand. No, wait ... Salem's Lot. Duma Key? Eyes of the Dragon? I give up.

What's a nibling?

 

[not_nadine]

You too?

 

[not_nadine]

The older I get, the more often I find myself telling inanimate objects to eff off.

But then I say sorry to them. Sorry chair... Sorry wall. I feel free to curse at anything in the shower. Poor shampoo bottles. They have been abused my me.

 

[FlakeNoir]

I thought that was just a male problem.

But then I say sorry to them. Sorry chair... Sorry wall. I feel free to curse at anything in the shower. Poor shampoo bottles.

I always say sorry to the things I bump into... I'm not ashamed!

 

[blunthead]

I always say sorry to the things I bump into... I'm not ashamed!

I say sorry for things I said and did in the past. It's weird behavior, I know - maybe even diagnosable - but some memories really hurt and I feel an abiding need for forgiveness for certain things. I think it's therapeutic to me to say sorry out loud (not really loud, mind you. I'm no lunatic).

 

[FlakeNoir]

I say sorry for things I said and did in the past. It's weird behavior, I know - maybe even diagnosable - but some memories really hurt and I feel an abiding need for forgiveness for certain things. I think it's therapeutic to me to say sorry out loud (not really loud, mind you. I'm no lunatic).

A buddy told me this year that I apologise too often and I think I probably do... but it is soul destroying to me, to think for a minute, that I might have hurt somebody else... and when it is someone you care about deeply--it's even worse!

 

[blunthead]

A buddy told me this year that I apologise too often and I think I probably do... but it is soul destroying to me, to think for a minute, that I might have hurt somebody else... and when it is someone you care about deeply--it's even worse!

Maybe a little too much is better than not enough eh? To me it's a kind of spiritual exercise; it's prayer to One Who can actually forgive, and by doing so teach me how to forgive myself so the memories might finally abate. It's helping in fact, come to think of it. Thank God.

 

[FlakeNoir]

Maybe a little too much is better than not enough eh? To me it's a kind of spiritual exercise; it's prayer to One Who can actually forgive, and by doing so teach me how to forgive myself so the memories might finally abate. It's helping in fact, come to think of it. Thank God.

It could be therapeutic, sure... sometimes, I think we're too hard on ourselves too, yar?

 

[blunthead]

It could be therapeutic, sure... sometimes, I think we're too hard on ourselves too, yar?

That's what friends and loved ones and perfect strangers have always told me. I believe it's partly a temperament thing. You might be of a melancholic temperament like I am. Melancholics take the weight of the world on their shoulders, are perfectionists, have the highest standards of any humans, and live extra stressfully consequently.

 

[not_nadine]

I say sorry for things I said and did in the past. It's weird behavior, I know - maybe even diagnosable - but some memories really hurt and I feel an abiding need for forgiveness for certain things. I think it's therapeutic to me to say sorry out loud (not really loud, mind you. I'm no lunatic).

You and me, Blunty..

 

[FlakeNoir]

That's what friends and loved ones and perfect strangers have always told me. I believe it's partly a temperament thing. You might be of a melancholic temperament like I am. Melancholics take the weight of the world on their shoulders, are perfectionists, have the highest standards of any humans, and live extra stressfully consequently.

I understand what you're saying, but, I'm not sure if this is me or not... sometimes, maybe(?) Those sorts of feelings don't usually last long for me, normally I can bring myself up and out of it without too much trouble.

 

[Todash]

What's a nibling?

Genderless word meaning niece or nephew.

 

[GNTLGNT]