I had a 4" fibroid removed yesterday. Still in hospital but doing alright (thank you morphine).
Oh, ouch! Have some chocolate.
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I had a 4" fibroid removed yesterday. Still in hospital but doing alright (thank you morphine).
Oh, ouch! Have some chocolate.
I'm skipping tons to get hairpats. I had a 4" fibroid removed yesterday.
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{{Shir}} I'm sorry for your loss.
{{GC}} Oh, ouch. Glad to hear they're giving you the good drugs.
I read through your list , bonny. I 'd put "wants a real person , not an ideal" at the top of the list. Lots of the other parts of the list sort of fall underneath that
((((shir)))) It's time for your week to get better.
Hairpats to GC.
Oh, GC. Wow.
It just sucks that your life is so filled with personal tragedies at the same time the world seems to be going to shit around you
I'd like to think about it as if I'm in the eye of the storm.
Re: no drama, thank you: Right there with you. I had my share of emotional narcissistic vampires to know better. Will read the rest soon.
My family was of the "problems? there are no problems" school of denial and avoidance. Which meant, at least for me, that trying to talk things over reasonably (or as reasonably as a kid can) never worked. So I held it in until I exploded in a huge scene. At which point there were so many problems that even correcting whatever it was that caused the explosion couldn't really calm me down.
Got real interesting with Hubs's family and their "don't hold anything in" style. We still work on me talking about problems as they happen, and him expressing his problems calmly.
People tend to assume that because I'm not crying, I don't need a hug.
Yeah. This. Of course, perverse creature that I am, when I'm really, really upset, I have trouble accepting hugs. It's like I can accept one for a split second, then I have to straighten up, pull myself together, be strong, blah, blah, blah.
It's exhausting.
Oh, GC!!! I'm glad it's out and you have morphine, but yikes!!!
Have chocolate with your morphine.
{{Shir}}
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I am one of the histrionics people. I'm not terribly proud of it, but it's the way I'm wired. I cry at the drop of a hat: I cry when I'm angry, when I'm upset, when I'm tired ... you get the idea. But! I am capable of Dealing With Things while I'm sobbing.
If I could let go of the need to be acknowledged for being RIGHT (which may well be my downfall one day if I can't let it go), I wouldn't be chock full of resentment.
I swear I am going to embroider that on a pillow and throw it at Pete.