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Posted by susan47 on April 13, 2009, at 23:18:43
Delusional and borderline.
How crazy could I get?
Posted by susan47 on April 16, 2009, at 0:13:00
In reply to Histrionic, narcissistic, posted by susan47 on April 13, 2009, at 23:18:43
Or maybe not crazy at all, maybe just tired of being abused by people. And people who were mean and gossipy and jealous, of what I don't know, but just stupid narrow-minded ignorant people who feel better when they see themselves as living as perfectly as possible.
I can't stand it, and I won't anymore.
It's just stupid, and crazy in its own very peculiar way.
Because we're only here once; we have a responsibility to be the best we can, to do the best we can, but we're all constantly letting ourselves down. Some of us are too hard on ourselves, others not hard enough. Hard, life is meant to be hard. Isn't that what parents say? Is it supposed to make a kid feel better or something? "Nobody ever said life was fair" and on and on ... I'm so tired of all the b*llsh*t in life.
Sick of all the political b*llsh*t while the planet's already festering on its way to oblivion of life as we know it. Even the life I knew as a kid is gone forever, my kids'll never see bear in the wild, fish in a river full of steelhead, spend the days on the soft white gold-flecked sand of the Skeena, those days are gone forever. Are they?
I need to find out, before I'm gone. I figure I might have ten years with all the smoking of mj I do. Daily, my lungs are building up tar and the wrinkles are deeper by the week, I think.
Being a woman who cared about her looks most of her adult life, this is very hard to take. And it's time to stop caring about those things, it's time to live.
Posted by susan47 on July 31, 2009, at 17:23:45
In reply to Re: Histrionic, narcissistic, posted by susan47 on April 16, 2009, at 0:13:00
Dear Sh,
Thank you for your friendly hand when I was in the hospital for a month last year, on the Pscyh ward darling, you were so kind to visit me there. To take me on outings. When you did. Thank you for not being too ashamed to admit you had a mentally ill friend. I suppose. I don't really know what you were thinking, what you are thinking, but I was present at the birth of your little granddaughter, and we hope we will both always remember that, I'm sure .... but I cannot afford any more of your wonderful friendship, mixed in with/because I became a business prospect for you ... and when I realized you were mis-using Facebook to spy on my activities and find reasons why you were justified in doing that because I didn't call you back soon enough ... I deleted you as a Friend, darling, for my own benefit.
But thanks for all you've done that's been good. It Matters what you Care About, "The Importance of What We Care About"
Posted by susan47 on July 31, 2009, at 17:27:09
In reply to Goodbye Sh., posted by susan47 on July 31, 2009, at 17:23:45
It is just amazing to me, astounding in fact, that you have a grandchild and continue to live your life as though it were the only one.
So many of us are like you. So many. And I refuse to be available for your railroading anymore. Ciao. I hope you learn before .. no it already is too late. See the smog on the horizon? Vehicles. Airplanes. Factories. All of us. All of the time.So many of us, so much closer to the chimpanzee than we would have wanted, had we seen in time.
Time. Time is everything, All, Everything.
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