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The Flip Side of Stoicism.... For Me, Anyway

I thought that since I went on and on and on about stoicism, I might put in something about the downside of it.  In my personality, at least.  Not sure how much this crosses demographic categories... A.)  I am 'hard to know'.  That's a quote, from more than one person.  I guess I am innately a very intensely private person.  I am someone you can work with for five years and still not know my middle name or where I was born or what my favorite color is.  It's not intentional by any means- It

20YearsandCounting

20YearsandCounting

 

On Being a Stoic....

In one of my blog entries a few days ago, I referred to being a stoic.  I never knew that about myself until I stumbled across the definition.  It's not really something I've deliberately chosen.  It's more of an outgrowth of who I am, if that makes sense.  I've asked one or two atheists here how they came to atheism, and I got pretty much that answer for one or two of them - it was not so much a deliberate decision, but a result of them being them.  So for me, stoicism is more of a character tr

20YearsandCounting

20YearsandCounting

 

Getting to Know You (Anxiety)...

Like the song goes - 'getting to know you / getting to know all about you'.  How can I live with something for basically all my life and not know it for most of it?  I've always thought I was a fairly self-aware type of person.  When I look back, I realize much of my behavior was rooted in anxiety.  I really haven't been able to do anything with my life - I've managed to mess up the most important things, my kids.  I didn't teach my youngest what she needs to know, and as a result she struggles
 

I'm a Little Bit 'I Don't Know' Today....

I'm a little bit on a seesaw today.  Thought I would call in sick earlier, the cramps were so bad.  Yeah, thanks mother nature - not.  Bitch.  Anyway, I am here and going forward with my day, but with reservations.  It's been warm here - pleasantly in the 70s and 80s.  Today, the high is 59 and it. is. windy.  The wind just sort of cuts right through you.  But I'll be missing it in July and August when temps are regularly above 105F and you can almost fry an egg on the dashboard of your ca
 

Skewed Vantage Points...

It's taken me quite a long time - an embarrassingly long time, in fact - to realize that my point of view is radically skewed.  I was just reading the first few pages of one of my kid's college English papers, and I stopped a couple pages in.  It's about a trip we took to see the Eclipse back in 2017.  It was a big trip for us.  I stopped reading because all I remember about that trip is what I didn't do, or what I messed up.  Most  positive memories don't linger for me, which is probably why I
 

Been Awhile, Weather, Oh & a Small Rant

I didn't realize it's been so long since I put up a blog post - Feb 4th is the date of my last one.  Wow.  Time flies, eh?  We got out of work early yesterday for snow - by the time I got out to my car, there was actually about 4" on it.  If you're from one of the northern US states, or Canada even, don't laugh too hard at me... We Midwesterners don't know what to do with snow, LOL.  Bake us to death at over 110F and we're in our element; change the weather on a daily basis from 32F highs t
 

Life, Work, and Writing....

You know, it occurs to me that I do not have a very good work - life balance. And my saying that should be taken as a massive understatement probably.  I have no life outside of work.  I can't afford one - we only have basic bills, we can't pare anything down anymore. No safety net (ie savings or credit cards)... it's hard to try to have a life when you cannot afford to leave the house, you know?  I guess, now that I think about it, there are things I could do.  I've tried crocheting recent
 

Positive Power of Persistence...

I will have you know that blathering on here is part of what finally got me up and around - well, after I took my shower.  It took me just over twenty minutes of first moving out to the sofa, then laying there on the sofa convincing myself I wanted to take a shower.  Should have taken one yesterday like a good little civilized human being, but that's another blog post. So I'm laying there trying to convince myself not to wait until this evening, which is code for 'it will not happen today'.  I k
 

A Poem Or Two...

I've been GIMPing this afternoon.  Playing around with images (free ones off the internet) and some of my favorite poems. Here are a couple of them... The Taxi by Amy Lowell makes me think of hubby dearest, every morning when I go to work....    Landscape With the Fall of Icarus by William Carlos Williams...   when god lets my body be by ee cummings  (one of my all-time favorites)  
 

Frodo and Samwise

This might get a little dark, but don't lose hope...... > > I can't seem to get a grip on anything.  It all feels so far away, and yet it makes me panic just thinking about it.  Does that make any sense whatsoever?  I keep wondering why I'm trying. I feel like I'm trying really hard, but if you looked at me, you wouldn't see it.  I'm not running around like a chicken trying to accomplish everything. Actually, I've given up on accomplishing anything.  I feel like just be
 

Failure & Other Things I Do Alot....

I think I fell through a time warp yesterday..... Am I the only one who has those pop up randomly?  Somehow I didn't get much done except reading and messing around online.                       I didn't even look at reports and stuff from here that really need attention.  And, I didn't go walking either.  So my first week of having to walk three days a week, and I failed. I'm wondering if I need to revise my schedule back some.  It's so hard to make myself do thing
 

The Anxiety Treadmill.....

Anxiety is back..... I love my mind (read with heavy sarcasm)....   I love how it takes one little mistake and blows it up to Atlantean proportions. (no I haven't see Aquaman, I just thought it sounded good to say it that way) What should be a small little fire burning in the hearth is now blowing half of Mt. St. Helen's off the face of the earth. Apparently I made a mistake at work last week.    I never even realized I made the mistake until my boss pointed it out Monday. Then we went
 

Religion....

I'm going to wax a wee bit opinionated about religion for this one, so if that's not your bag, or if you are really attached to what you believe, this is your cue to leave now..... Still here? Everyone left?  Oh well..... Still typing....

20YearsandCounting

20YearsandCounting

 

Crying Buckets....

We binge-watched LOTR Monday and Tuesday.  Yay.  One day I'm going to read the books.  Hey, don't look at me like that, I'll get around to reading them, really I will.  Anyway, I've decided I want to watch the series over again, and this time keep track of all the scenes that sock me in the gut.  Paying attention to what movie scenes really sock it to me often reveals quite a bit about what I'm going through that I don't necessarily want to admit to myself.  Sometimes, though, it's j

20YearsandCounting

20YearsandCounting

 

Missing My Meds....

I've been missing my meds quite a bit the last few days.  Doesn't make it any easier to deal with everything.  I'm currently wondering how I make it through, and whether I can call this 'making it through.' I feel like I've spent most of my life doing the emotional equivalent of subsistence farming.  I'm working my ass off every day just to feed myself, but I cannot see any way around it.  It's like a never-ending loop that feeds on itself.  Like some sort of twisted Ourobouros. 

20YearsandCounting

20YearsandCounting

 

Oh How Fun....

Me here with my quiet holiday.  Thought I'd be able to spend more time here, maybe respond to some posts.... but technical glitches have meant that I now have a mysterious fifteen minute window to work in before the site freezes up and locks me out. Beyond frustrating.  I can't seem to get started on anything, and my temper seems to be set on 'Hair Trigger' - glitches here are def not helping.  I hope everyone's holiday is going better than mine.  I should be grateful for a quiet few d

20YearsandCounting

20YearsandCounting

 

How Am I Doing This?

Some days I wonder how the ever loving f*ck*ll I am making it through one week after another.  Granted, I don't do much at home once I get there - my poor husband shoulders most of the burden of household chores when they get done.  I"m beyond lucky to have found someone willing to do that.  I still don't have any over-arching goals, beyond 'get through the day'.  I still can't seem to feel connected enough to anything to develop them. Sometimes I would like to get in shape, sometimes

20YearsandCounting

20YearsandCounting

 

Up in the air....

I think it's this time of year, primarily.  I always stress around the holidays. I love Thanksgiving, but it all goes downhill from there until about a week after Christmas, then I start to feel relieved - like when you set something heavy on the grass in the springtime, and then you lift it up, the grass blades sort of spring back.  I really love DF, and it's such a great place and such a safe haven for so many people. I love having some small part in keeping it going. 

20YearsandCounting

20YearsandCounting

 

Is this it?

Things have happened recently that may mean I end up leaving DF.  I wanted you to know, so you don't think I k*ll*d myself or something, because I know my blog posts have been a little dark lately.  If you don't hear from me, it's because I'm elsewhere, not because I finally gave in. You guys mean the world to me, I want you to know that. Tami               

20YearsandCounting

20YearsandCounting

 

Roller Coasters....

One thing the struggle with depression has left me with is a relatively low tolerance for what I think of as the 'roller coaster ride'.  Emotional states that fluctuate - up, down, up, down - it's all really exhausting.  I had another painful experience at work earlier this week.  Higher ups had to come in and help settle things.  And no, it wasn't me causing the pain.  Incidents like these keep happening with one person in particular, and I seem to be a lightning rod for them, unfortunate

20YearsandCounting

20YearsandCounting

 

Writers and writing....

Writers gonna write, write, write, write.......   LOL, me trying to be cool is hilarious.  Trust me. Once again, it is only 15-20 minutes until I get dressed and leave for work, and here I am blogging.  Not procrastinating at all, nope, not me. I have been working on a fanfiction mashup of the Doom movie (2005) and the Supernatural series.  I just put a deleted scene out on my chosen platform from the new mashup. Deleted because I felt like the direction I took wasn't realistic

20YearsandCounting

20YearsandCounting

 

The Fun Never Ends....

I seem to have lost a blog post, several PM convos, and the ability to start new PM convos..... I smell a glitch.  I can't even find any record of what I did yesterday in my activity feed.  It's all gone, I guess.  Bummer.  Par for the course for me lately.  When I wrote my last blog post, I was feeling pretty suicidal - but don't be alarmed.  I know that sounds antithetical, but I've lived with suicidal thoughts for many years now.  They are not constant anymore, and I have frequent period

20YearsandCounting

20YearsandCounting

 

One Foot In Front of the Other....

Does anyone else hear that phrase as sung by Kris Kringle and the Winter Warlock in the old claymation movie 'Santa Claus Is Coming to Town'?  I dearly love that scene- it makes me bawl like a little baby every. single. time. And no, I'm not spreading Christmas cheer - my attitude towards the holidays is more like 'so it begins'.  I love Thanksgiving, I have a ton of wonderful family memories from Thanksgiving.  And Christmas too. But Christmas comes with a virtual obligation of gift giving

20YearsandCounting

20YearsandCounting

 

Lost Time...

Somehow I've managed to lose a couple of weeks.  Crazy, I know.  I don't know where they slipped off to, and now it's too late to use them.  Like expired coupons.  I would like to be able to keep a journal every day, and failing that, at least three times a week.  And yet here we are with the first thing in two weeks. I feel like it's been a rough two weeks, though. We did our first 'Photo Walk' and got to see my dad. My dad had knee surgery. My step sister had surgery for breast cancer.  M

20YearsandCounting

20YearsandCounting

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