I'm jumpy today, the kind that I get after an episode of ptsd. Even though I didn't have ptsd, just an intense memory.
Takes a pillow and blanket. Goes into a corner and curls up with just her face peeking out.
My husband is my best friend.
In forgiving others, we are not exonerating them. They may not deserve exoneration. Rather, in forgiving others we are giving up our anger over the fact that what happened is not what "should" have happened or that our life is not the way it "should" have been.
I'm an idoit, I missed two calls from Emma. Really needed to talk to her. Pleh will have to wait until tomorrow. Omg a month free of self harm, made a thread about it :]
*retreats back into her corner with only her face showing and watches people*
*sulks cause no one has replied to her new thread*
Last edited by blondiebear : 02-07-2008 at 04:07 AM.
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My husband is my best friend.
In forgiving others, we are not exonerating them. They may not deserve exoneration. Rather, in forgiving others we are giving up our anger over the fact that what happened is not what "should" have happened or that our life is not the way it "should" have been.
In forgiving others, we are not exonerating them. They may not deserve exoneration. Rather, in forgiving others we are giving up our anger over the fact that what happened is not what "should" have happened or that our life is not the way it "should" have been.
Right now it is 4:30am California time. Woke up after an un-remembered bad dream. Jaw hurts, slept on it weird. Woke up to what sounded like coyotes snarling a bit at each other.
So one peanut butter and jelly sandwich and a dose of ibuprofin later, i'm back to bed. I'm going to be hungry for lunch about the time I get out of the shower.
*cuddles jess*
*retreats to corner in blanket with only face sticking out and tries to go back to sleep*
My husband is my best friend.
In forgiving others, we are not exonerating them. They may not deserve exoneration. Rather, in forgiving others we are giving up our anger over the fact that what happened is not what "should" have happened or that our life is not the way it "should" have been.
*checks in apprehensively, looks around for a space & sits*
Hi, this is my first time on veterans bit, only been on RYL for a week, I'm 27 and yesterday avoided being locked up for real as I don't have kids that I'll put in danger and agreed to double my meds and go to out-patients councelling, but theres a few weeks wait, so thought i'd come in here for the time being. so anyway, hi all. xx
Hi Hayley, welcome. I've never been close to a psych ward and hang out here anyway.
Yep, I went back to sleep until the alarm went off at 6am. Woke up with the cat sitting on my feet.
I don't have much work today, so maybe it is time to do another chapter in the child abuse workbook. Oh yeah, and do laundry and dishes.
Did I mention that yesterday I stopped at the fabric store to get thread? And they asked me for more business cards. Okay God, obvious message.
*hugs everyone then returns to corner*
My husband is my best friend.
In forgiving others, we are not exonerating them. They may not deserve exoneration. Rather, in forgiving others we are giving up our anger over the fact that what happened is not what "should" have happened or that our life is not the way it "should" have been.
I'm procrastinating on starting my day cause it is going to be empty anyway. Most of my friends are at work. My husband has to work overtime. So today it is just me, some dishes, some laundry, and some serviettes and place mats that don't need to be done until the 16th.
My husband is my best friend.
In forgiving others, we are not exonerating them. They may not deserve exoneration. Rather, in forgiving others we are giving up our anger over the fact that what happened is not what "should" have happened or that our life is not the way it "should" have been.
