ParisPaulette

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Right now I am so fed up with the bad news I see and hear everywhere. Yes, the world IS going to hell. Thank you so much for reminding me of that every chance you get and the fact my sons face an uncertain future. Bah, humbug, snarl.

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So you're both still married and have been so all along. Ah, that explains so much. And here I thought it was just a really Fed up relationship on the outs. Nope, he's just another cheater pulling the whole "I and the wife are separated" while she has no clue that's the story he's telling others. What an expletive. I should have known something was up when stories weren't lining up.

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[video=youtube;Gimtj1MjiVE] ] Dear daughter, I was just like you and just like me, you're gonna make it through. These are words that every girl should have a chance to hear, There will be love, there will be pain, there will be hope, there will be fear, And through it all year after year, stand or fall I will be right here.

[video=youtube;rgFQ6WmxdMs] ] Baby, be a simple kind of man. Won't you do this for me son, if you can. Oh don't you worry, you'll find yourself, follow your heart, and nothing else. And you can do this, oh baby, if you try. All that I want from you my son is to be satisfied and be a simple kind of man. So baby, be a simple, be a simple man. Oh won't you do this for me son, if you can.

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I'm just gonna say this. Lately there have been a run of threads of the "You have GOT to be kidding me" variety where I don't know if people are just that clueless or if we're all all being played. But it is very annoying. And it causes me to want to just gather a bunch of memes to post in lieu of responses to those types of posts. I'm leaning towards a customizable Captain Picard facepalm right about now.

I've been scared and scarred before. When lightning struck the desert floor, Less than 20 feet from me, I thought I was no more. That time in Rio during a motorcycle wreck, As I tumbled down a cliff screaming, "What the feck?" Or that day I walked out onto the porch, And the scorpion stung me, burning my foot like a torch. Or all the other times when it should have been the end. But I guess someone up there really is a good friend. So when you whined "I'm scared" and then left me alone. I simply shook my head and said, "You wimp, you don't know what fear is," And then I deleted your name and number out of everything including my phone.

Two weeks later and I am still paying for the chili cookoff competition judging panel a friend asked me to be on. I don't know that any one spice or ingredient did it, but tasting 20 chili concoctions that try to outdo each other for who can strip paint off a mac truck the fastest is not a good thing to do to one's stomach lining. I'm still having heartburn on and off, cannot bear the smell of chili peppers and my son still laughingly refers to it as the great chili cleanse, if you get my drift. Never again, never again. (Oh look, there's a pie-eating competition in the next county. Wonder if hubs wants to go for a drive with me this weekend...) Yeah, I never learn.

Holy Hades! Run for the hills from this one. Sure, attack someone that makes you mad with a knife. Kill him or some bystander or hurt people just because you want to be a bad*$$. That alone, would be enough for me to distance myself and fast. People like that get other people killed or hurt with their stupidity. Feel better mhowe. Sorry to hear you're having a tough time physically. That sucks.

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[video=youtube;3VCvSJo-yC0] ] I used to blast this on the weekends when I'd be in an empty office working overtime to decompress from my pressure cook of a job. It's still a great song.

What an @ss! How rude to do that. X him off the list needless to say.

1. Insomnia 2. My yearly winter eye irritation and 3. how people will be all upset about some tiny thing yet walk right past the equivalent of a body laying by their bed. It's like, "Oh dang it, my boyfriend forgot to bring home the milk," while ignoring the blood all over the walls. What.the.youknowtheword. This is why I dropped the idea of ever being a therapist. My clients would do something like that and I'd be going full-on Madea at them about it, because I can't be impartial and I get too invested emotionally. And that makes for a crappy therapist, so anyhooo I probably need to step away from a bunch of things for awhile.

Well, my husband paints nudes with live models and sometimes I join him, although my skill level is nowhere near his. If collecting risque art makes you a pervert then I'm sure that puts me in a whole other category. LOL Let's face it, sorry fellas but we women are objects of art and a whole lot prettier to look at too. Women have been the topic of art forever, look at Reuben with his nudes for instance. And I love Barbara Jensen's work, Frank Frazetta too who does fantastic fantasy/science fiction art and a lot of that is very erotic. Actually all any of this means is you have a keen appreciation for the female form, thank you!

TUG O' WAR And so the reaper and I, we're in a showdown. Each of us standing on one side of my mother, And for every pull and tug his Deathness gives her I am there to pull her back and tell him NO! NOT TODAY. Yes, she will need to move on and I understand that. But whatever force of nature carried her through life Unscathed through so many things that would kill the rest of us Is still there living within me, burning like a flame I can't put out. I'm tired, she's tired, and then we see the look on Death's face, And we burst out laughing and vow to give the old bag of bones a run for his money. It's a stupid tug of war, but it's our tug of war, and we've never been women who behaved.

Gavin de Becker's "The Gift of Fear" and can I just say, "Wow!" I avoided reading this book for so long, because it just sounded too pop-psychology for me. And then a friend, who'd been carjacked and nearly killed, urged me to read it. Now I'm making my sons read it and their girlfriends too, it's that important a lesson in how listening to your intuition can potentially save your life.

Reading three right now: "Still Missing" by Chevy Stevens, a novel about a young woman's recovery after being abducted by a stranger, Coal River by Michael Shnayerson about the fight between landowners and big coal mining in the Appalachian Mountains and last but not least American Gods by Neil Gaiman. I keep having to put Coal River down, because I find it just gets me so angry over how big business is so willing to rape the land and people's lives in the process of turning a profit. And for those reading books that make you realize just how far we've come as a society I recommend War Against the Weak: Eugenics and America's Campaign to Create a Master Race, Expanded Edition by Edwin Black. I've made that one required reading for each of my kids to get them to realize just how close the good old U.S. of A. came to being another Nazi Germany at one point in our history. It's a book that's frightening, heartbreaking and infuriating all at the same time. Very much along the same lines as The Immortal Life of Henrietta Slacks, another book I loved but found infuriating. I know these books make my blood pressure go up, but I think that's a good thing. It never hurts to educate oneself about the darker side of life and how to fight it.

Really, then it would seem the song is more about your effect on him maybe?

I get that the person singing the song is talking about someone he can't live with, bu also can't live without. This is however one of those songs that is written in such a way as to mean whatever the listener thinks it is, but love and loss and longing, those are the emotions evoked by the lyrics. At least for me they are. Curious, do you have blue eyes?

Thanks Moonchill, This forum and the stories of others in it gave me the courage to break free. Once I'd been NC long enough and got through the pain and despondency reason began to kick in. These thoughts are now here to stay and I'm a little wiser and battle scarred, but far from ruined because of the relationship. In the end it was more about my own self-illusions coupled with the fact the person I fell in love with never really existed to begin with. Shrug. You'll get there too, stay strong.