I can handle boring. Anyway, you're not boring. It's those dudes who write the same stuff both in posts and in pm's that are REALLY boring...
Haha! I never mentioned your 2 inches. Glad to see you're at least thinking about it, as the mens usually do.
Ok. Time for school run then bed! Thank you for keeping me company in my bleary-eyed state, and keeping me awake up to now!
I’ve debated whether to write this or not. But based on some very current events in my life, I think I should. Nothing I say is designed to gain sympathy, but everything I say is designed to generate understanding and patience.
Those of you closest to me know that in a lot of ways, my life is challenging as it is. I don’t talk about it (mostly) in public as I’m here for fun, for relief of those daily challenges. But every now and then, life throws us all a curveball that can knock us off our feet. I rarely get knocked down, but I do wobble.
I share this with you now for three reasons. Firstly, to show how sometimes things aren’t always what they seem on Lit. Some people may be very eager to share their stresses and concerns – but some aren’t. It doesn’t mean that we feel less, or that it’s less ‘important’. It simply means that we have different coping mechanisms. Secondly, if you’re a friend and I disclose to you that I’m going through a shit time, but yet I’m posting with the usual freakiness I do, then trust what I say. I’m here, doing this because I need *something* to take my mind off things.
Thirdly, I am going to break my own comfort zone and share something very personal here. Like I said, I’m not sharing this for sympathy. I don’t want a flood of pm’s, I don’t want to talk about it as such. I want to get this out there so I DON’T have to repeat this over and over…
Most of you know that I’m going to be a granny soon, though few of you know that this isn’t as simple as it sounds. And this has been a challenge as it is. But now… in a nutshell: almost a week ago, one of my daughter’s closest friends was in an accident. He’s been on life support, but stable. This afternoon, we received the news that the machines will be turned off next week, once goodbyes have been said. Naturally I'm heartbroken for the impending loss, but also extremely concerned about the impact on my daughter.
I will be sticking around, I hope that Lit will continue to be a great distraction for me at times. But please bear with me if I’m short with you, if I fuck something up, if I don’t engage in the usual ways, and if I don’t respond to pm’s straight away.
You’re all wonderful friends to me, and I’m grateful to have you here supporting me, and giving me the strength to support my daughter in turn.
Just a boiled egg? That's it? Wow. Harsh diet!
I had cornflakes because I couldn't be bothered to do anything else.
(((Tal)))
I did have a slice of Giraffe bread and spread. Lunch is always a light meal for me except Sundays.
Sorry to hear your RL issues. What else can one say?
Ok, let's get the mood back into Lit swing again...
Gooooood morning wankers and wankees!
And what the hell is a wankee?? Somebody I wank off on their behalf??
Ok, let's get the mood back into Lit swing again...
Gooooood morning wankers and wankees!
Greetings oh Goddess of all things naughty and northern, I hope this place gives you your refuge today and going forward. I have every faith that you will get through, and help daughter get through too....
Nuff of that mawdlin' stuff, now, who are you calling a wanker??
I’ve debated whether to write this or not. But based on some very current events in my life, I think I should. Nothing I say is designed to gain sympathy, but everything I say is designed to generate understanding and patience.
Those of you closest to me know that in a lot of ways, my life is challenging as it is. I don’t talk about it (mostly) in public as I’m here for fun, for relief of those daily challenges. But every now and then, life throws us all a curveball that can knock us off our feet. I rarely get knocked down, but I do wobble.
I share this with you now for three reasons. Firstly, to show how sometimes things aren’t always what they seem on Lit. Some people may be very eager to share their stresses and concerns – but some aren’t. It doesn’t mean that we feel less, or that it’s less ‘important’. It simply means that we have different coping mechanisms. Secondly, if you’re a friend and I disclose to you that I’m going through a shit time, but yet I’m posting with the usual freakiness I do, then trust what I say. I’m here, doing this because I need *something* to take my mind off things.
Thirdly, I am going to break my own comfort zone and share something very personal here. Like I said, I’m not sharing this for sympathy. I don’t want a flood of pm’s, I don’t want to talk about it as such. I want to get this out there so I DON’T have to repeat this over and over…
Most of you know that I’m going to be a granny soon, though few of you know that this isn’t as simple as it sounds. And this has been a challenge as it is. But now… in a nutshell: almost a week ago, one of my daughter’s closest friends was in an accident. He’s been on life support, but stable. This afternoon, we received the news that the machines will be turned off next week, once goodbyes have been said. Naturally I'm heartbroken for the impending loss, but also extremely concerned about the impact on my daughter.
I will be sticking around, I hope that Lit will continue to be a great distraction for me at times. But please bear with me if I’m short with you, if I fuck something up, if I don’t engage in the usual ways, and if I don’t respond to pm’s straight away.
You’re all wonderful friends to me, and I’m grateful to have you here supporting me, and giving me the strength to support my daughter in turn.
