Question:
small doses are ok. write what you can … when you can. you get to make the decision. warm woggles polly wog – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – take that you cowering wimp! (she said to herself, but not in that bad of a way.) taking a page from woggles’ book, I am writing what I need to be writing about but can’t – literally. I have tried in here a few times and my hands start refusing to type and my brain shuts down in an excellent rendition of monty python’s _bad coping mechanisms invading your life_. so since I wrote this, now I gotta do it. accountability and all. warning: it’s going to come as a bunch of burps out of my consciousness, so it may look like I’m littering the ng. apologies in advance. as I said, I literally *can’t* write about it and the woman across the hall is screaming at her kids and I am triggered to all heck. (I snuck that in there but now I have to go. whatever I was saying, blah, blah, apologies and all. I did it. I started. now I will go cry. [swear, swear, swear]) embies [swwear] this is already too hard. Ask me about HOPE for kids. No, really, *ask* *me*!!!! http://www.hopeworldwide.org
Response:
sorry to hear you’re having a hard time of it, embies I think I read you’re feeling a wee bit better today? Like marbet said, stop/start/litter all you like :) I’ll tell you a story about swearing. When I was in my big car accident (pickup ran a stop sign, smashed into me, totalled my pretty camray, and shattered my right knee) the ambulance guys had to fish me outta the car. It was the driver’s side front quarter panel that got hit, and my door wouldn’t open. And my knee was busted, so I couldn’t walk. Took ‘em awhile to get there, and I started into shock. They were trying to get me out without moving anything, and I started swearing. Mostly because I was realizing the implications of this accident on my whole entire life. And then I said to the guy, ‘oh, excuse me, I’m sorry’. and he sez ‘Well, we’ve NEVER heard anything like that before; but you go right ahead if it makes you feel better’ and I laughed and cried and swore and laughed all the way to surgery. 
~~~~~~embies~~~~~~~ wiggles for yous tigerbunny – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – take that you cowering wimp! (she said to herself, but not in that bad of a way.) taking a page from woggles’ book, I am writing what I need to be writing about but can’t – literally. I have tried in here a few times and my hands start refusing to type and my brain shuts down in an excellent rendition of monty python’s _bad coping mechanisms invading your life_. so since I wrote this, now I gotta do it. accountability and all. warning: it’s going to come as a bunch of burps out of my consciousness, so it may look like I’m littering the ng. apologies in advance. as I said, I literally *can’t* write about it and the woman across the hall is screaming at her kids and I am triggered to all heck. (I snuck that in there but now I have to go. whatever I was saying, blah, blah, apologies and all. I did it. I started. now I will go cry. [swear, swear, swear]) embies [swwear] this is already too hard. Ask me about HOPE for kids. No, really, *ask* *me*!!!! http://www.hopeworldwide.org
Response:
ahhhhh embies..take your time…start/stop/litter all you like..or not I’m sorry about the screaming woman…earplugs?
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – take that you cowering wimp! (she said to herself, but not in that bad of a way.) taking a page from woggles’ book, I am writing what I need to be writing about but can’t – literally. I have tried in here a few times and my hands start refusing to type and my brain shuts down in an excellent rendition of monty python’s _bad coping mechanisms invading your life_. so since I wrote this, now I gotta do it. accountability and all. warning: it’s going to come as a bunch of burps out of my consciousness, so it may look like I’m littering the ng. apologies in advance. as I said, I literally *can’t* write about it and the woman across the hall is screaming at her kids and I am triggered to all heck. (I snuck that in there but now I have to go. whatever I was saying, blah, blah, apologies and all. I did it. I started. now I will go cry. [swear, swear, swear]) embies [swwear] this is already too hard. Ask me about HOPE for kids. No, really, *ask* *me*!!!! http://www.hopeworldwide.org
Response:
take that you cowering wimp! (she said to herself, but not in that bad of a way.) taking a page from woggles’ book, I am writing what I need to be writing about but can’t – literally. I have tried in here a few times and my hands start refusing to type and my brain shuts down in an excellent rendition of monty python’s _bad coping mechanisms invading your life_. so since I wrote this, now I gotta do it. accountability and all. warning: it’s going to come as a bunch of burps out of my consciousness, so it may look like I’m littering the ng. apologies in advance. as I said, I literally *can’t* write about it and the woman across the hall is screaming at her kids and I am triggered to all heck. (I snuck that in there but now I have to go. whatever I was saying, blah, blah, apologies and all. I did it. I started. now I will go cry. [swear, swear, swear]) embies [swwear] this is already too hard. Ask me about HOPE for kids. No, really, *ask* *me*!!!! http://www.hopeworldwide.org
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