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MollyBeGood

MollyBeGood

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the brainwashed soulless minions will not allow for your success. You must be in their groups and play their little a$$ kiss games. Bend over then we will allow you to proceed to the next level. Not until you sell your soul though. You must give us your soul!
 
Graeme1988

Graeme1988

Hie yer hence from me heath!
Actually quite optimistic. No bad fur dour-faced, hairy Scottish _$%# like me. :giggle: But ah really need to maintain this mindset. As it'll be helpful to keep perspective in those downer moments.

Though, being as upbeat as ah feel the day, always gets this reaction from ma family...

"Whit's wrang with you, eh?! Summit's no right..."
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theslowesthand

theslowesthand

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Graeme1988 said:
Actually quite optimistic. No bad fur dour-faced, hairy Scottish _$%# like me. But ah really need to maintain this mindset. As it'll be helpful to keep perspective in those downer moments.

Though, being as upbeat as ah feel the day, always gets this reaction from ma family...

"Whit's wrang with you, eh?! Summit's no right..." ​
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Good on you fer bein so positive .. i know it aint easy :thumbup:

Your family tho, aint they a WACKY bunch!!! :question: :giggle:
 
Graeme1988

Graeme1988

Hie yer hence from me heath!
theslowesthand said:
Good on you fer bein so positive .. i know it aint easy :thumbup:
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Fer ? Ye mean "fur" ? That's how I've always spelt the Scots pronunciation of "for".

Anyway... thank you. Ah know whit ye mean in terms o' keepin' positive.
But in fairness, if ah didnae go intae ma orthopaedic surgery with that exact mindset, ah don't think I'd be as up and mobile this earlier. Even ma consultant surgeon wus surprised that I'm gettin' about, just 3 months after she last saw me.

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Your family tho, aint they a WACKY bunch!!! :question: :giggle:
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Aye, they are indeed. Daft as a brush. A few slices short of a loaf o' bread.
But I've learnt to laugh at them, as they've done with me for much o' ma life. Ah've copped on to how my mum is only pessimistic with me, predictably so. After a while ye just start to laugh, because depressed folk are always down n' miserable, aren't they? :bigsmile:
 
Graeme1988

Graeme1988

Hie yer hence from me heath!
Ah hope ma sister keeps her promise, because there is nae way I'm renew my local gym membership just to go there every few weeks. Sod that!

In other news...

Ah think and feel that my mum's already tryin' to sabotage my committment to gettin' healthy again, buyin' fizzy drinks n' crisps. Just because it's on offer... F**k off! It's cheap for a reason. Y'know why? Cuz it's shite!

Ah wus starting to lose weight before ma surgery and during ma brief stay in hospital. Kinda put in back on since April. Also, is it good or bad that I've stopped drinkin' tea as frequently as ma mum & oldest sister... :question: Ah know, it's terribly un-British of me. :giggle:
 
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mantishugo

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I'm feeling exhausted after working for 13 hours last day. Drank a glass of pure acai berry juice only to get some amount of energy to do my house chores.
 
GraybeardGhost

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gummybear22 said:
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I hope you're okay, Gummy. I miss seeing you around the chatbox. :sad:

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I'm tired, just like I'm always tired.

I've had my nap (waste of time) and half an energy shot (waste of money), and I'm working on a cup of tea, but I still feel nearly too tired to move. Why do these afternoons crush me so? I should be getting things done: sorting papers, filling boxes with junk to donate, sweeping, tidying, something, anything.

But no, I anticipate another interminable afternoon-to-evening of All Classical radio and solitaire until my eyes bleed from staring at the screen and my blood boils from the inevitable system crashes because my computer is going to shit and I don't know why or what to do about it.

Another wasted day. Another day disregarded and lost, like a slice of cake left out too long or a plump green pepper allowed to soften and wrinkle in the fridge because no one had the appetite or inclination to put it to good use. Time ill-spent is time spent nonetheless—it can't be wrapped and frozen to use another day. How many more afternoons will pass on into night like this, lost forever? How many more afternoons do I have? :thinking:
 
Graeme1988

Graeme1988

Hie yer hence from me heath!
A bit depressed. :sad: Or it could frustration, or both. :idontknow:
Lets just say my family aren't exactly being truthful with me. The lyin', two-faced... Urgh! :kickingmyself:
Why do I bother being nice aw the time?

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Wish could be more active, but, sadly, my disability stops that. Though, it's been suggested ah take up swimming. :thinking: But ma sister has also suggested ah learn the bagpipes, but failed to get me lessons. Could learn on ma own, but it's no easy being self taught.

So we'll see how things pan oot with learning how to swim.

I'm also feelin' hesitant about playin' the guitar again, since it's been a good 12 years since ah wus last, like, well into it. Don't if even know if I'm that good. And recording...? Ah don't know. My sister has also suggested singing, but ah don't huv the confidence. Which is what most o' my problems boil down to...

Hopefully that creative spark will come back at some point. Though, I'm not feelin' inspired much lately. Guess my mind's been so focus on my rehabilitation that there's no been much time for hobbies.
 
Kiwong

Kiwong

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I sat in my car in the Gallows car park, looking out to sea before dawn. On the edge of it all looking out beyond the horizon. I felt safe there, on the edges of the human world, behind me was the waking human world that I dread. The human world that I must soon turn to face another day in.
 
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nodejesque

nodejesque

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Tense.

The Warriors better take this. My heart can't take anymore stress, not after seeing Mexico lose so spectacularly yesterday.
 
theslowesthand

theslowesthand

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Graeme1988 said:
Ah think and feel that my mum's already tryin' to sabotage my committment to gettin' healthy again, buyin' fizzy drinks n' crisps. Just because it's on offer... F**k off! It's cheap for a reason. Y'know why? Cuz it's shite!
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Must cut-down on such myself also, but nout else is as comforting dang it!
Basically is just sugar, salt & fat...
 
Louco

Louco

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Graeme1988 said:
But ma sister has also suggested ah learn the bagpipes, but failed to get me lessons. Could learn on ma own, but it's no easy being self taught.
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I know how to play the drums, which requires a good deal of training and coordination, and I don't think I would know how to even handle that beast properly without help. You have to press buttons, squeeze and blow it at the same time?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vBKBI7DOLHA

Sounds so awesome though.
 
Louco

Louco

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GraybeardGhost said:
I hope you're okay, Gummy. I miss seeing you around the chatbox. :sad:

• • • • •

I'm tired, just like I'm always tired.

I've had my nap (waste of time) and half an energy shot (waste of money), and I'm working on a cup of tea, but I still feel nearly too tired to move. Why do these afternoons crush me so? I should be getting things done: sorting papers, filling boxes with junk to donate, sweeping, tidying, something, anything.

But no, I anticipate another interminable afternoon-to-evening of All Classical radio and solitaire until my eyes bleed from staring at the screen and my blood boils from the inevitable system crashes because my computer is going to shit and I don't know why or what to do about it.

Another wasted day. Another day disregarded and lost, like a slice of cake left out too long or a plump green pepper allowed to soften and wrinkle in the fridge because no one had the appetite or inclination to put it to good use. Time ill-spent is time spent nonetheless—it can't be wrapped and frozen to use another day. How many more afternoons will pass on into night like this, lost forever? How many more afternoons do I have? :thinking:
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This. This is exactly what is happening to me. I'm doing the same, just other circumstances.

Why do we do this? How do we stop? Do we hate ourselves and think we deserve it? Do we think we don't deserve a better life? Do we think it's not worth the effort?
 
S_Spartan

S_Spartan

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Kiwong said:
I sat in my car in the Gallows car park, looking out to sea before dawn. On the edge of it all looking out beyond the horizon. I felt safe there, on the edges of the human world, behind me was the waking human world that I dread. The human world that I must soon turn to face another day in.
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That sure sounds like a nice moment.
 
Graeme1988

Graeme1988

Hie yer hence from me heath!
Louco said:
I know how to play the drums, which requires a good deal of training and coordination, and I don't think I would know how to even handle that beast properly without help. You have to press buttons, squeeze and blow it at the same time?
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Well, technically yer just cover the holes on the chanter with yer fingers and thumb, not unlike ye would on a recorder. And lift them, depending on what note yer trying to get.

But all musical instruments require a good deal o' training and coordination. Though, with the bagpipes you've gotta remember all those things you mentioned, as well as the tune you learnt.

Though, I started out trying to learn the drums, but gave up and went on to learn the guitar instead. Wus'nae that great at the drums to begin with...

Louco said:
Sounds so awesome though.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vBKBI7DOLHA
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Aye, they certainly do. :bigsmile: :thumbup:
 
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