Posted by Roo on August 12, 2002, at 9:03:28
In reply to Re: Hullo Roo, posted by Gabbi on August 9, 2002, at 19:06:09
>
Or there could be a "womb room" with the
nurturing mothery type where we could just smoke
and be told "honey your lovely" and be surrounded
with flattering lighting and slimming mirrors
I like that, I like that....The motherly types kind of
remind me of this friend of mine...I can go on and on about
my problems and how fucked up I think I am, etc. etc. and she'll
just listen and when I'm finally finished she'll say simply
"You're good". That's her bottom line..."you're good". And it's
oddly comforting, just those two words. I guess it cuts to the
core of the matter...depression can make you feel like you're a "bad"
person.>
> I cried when you said Doesn't it make me feel
good about people on the board likeing me...
It aint nuthin' but the truth, that's all...
My Mom sent me a devastating letter yesterday,
and My Dad just wishes he had his own apartment
back. My sister who was my best friend has
decided she's put up with my depression for
too long now, she's tired of it, and for me to
'grow up'
Why are people so stoopid...I just don't understand...Hope you had a good weekend and that maybe that med
cocktail is kicking in. I was pretty down in the dumps, but
the highlight of the weekend was going with a bunch of friends
to this old hole in the wall called "The All People's Grill", where
this old blues guy plays. It was so great. I drank and smoked and
flirted with redneck men (I can't help it, I imprinted on them in my
formative years growing up in a small town in kansas and sometimes, especially
when I drink, rednecks hold a special place in my heart....he even
offered to take me and my friend 4-wheelin' hee hee).
That blues player had some kind of wigglin' pelvis too :-)I seem to be painfully craving male energy lately.
So that's about it...went with friends on sunday to this
cool restaurant called "Fishmongers"...I live in North Carolina,
but they've got it set up like a New Englandy type fish place...they
cover the tables in newspaper and bring out bucket of steamed crabs
and stuff and just sling 'em on the table...that was nice...I had
an oyster Po-boy (ever had one of those?)...I remember them from
my New Orleans days. It was good.Then I went home and switched into mental patient mode. Slept
all day, woke up, put on some Tom Waits, chained smoked and thought about redneck love.Hope you're doing better, and remember...You are Loved, and Lovely.
See you in The Womb Room--
:-)
poster:Roo
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