Brenda Cook4 said:Right back at you, briskgull27🙂 Was it a hallucination, a daydream, or just a vivid visualization?
Hey, there was dust flying everywhere and the sun was blindingly bright—it was definitely a hallucination. Honestly, I’m just trying to save my sanity by focusing on other threads. To be fair, watching the debates involving Mexicans is usually what keeps me entertained. Even mistybison isn't around anymore. It's funny how life works, isn't it? Just when everything seems to be going perfectly, something hits you out of nowhere. You really can't see it coming. I was reading some things online about souls, and man, it sounds incredibly heavy. Besides, it feels silly to dwell on the idea of slowly destroying myself. And the worst part is how much it affects the people standing right next to me. If I ended up looking like Stephen Hawking, I suppose I could live with that, but still...shit
Hi😳 The wildest hallucination I’ve ever experienced: I was just standing in the kitchen while my brother and husband were hanging out by the computer. Then, the hallucination hit: It was daytime, and atomic bombs were dropping somewhere way off in the distance, maybe near 6837 miles. Everything was just floating through the air like we were drifting in deep space. In the vision, I managed to save them both—it's hard to explain how, but I basically kept them safe for the next 70 years, essentially for the rest of their lives. Honestly, this whole thing might just be a leftover from a movie I saw when I was little; you know, where the rain after a nuclear blast looks just like falling snow. BL.......🤣 😍🙂 shit
That’s a really insightful question. They were actually discussing how to plant some rare tree species right on the grounds of the company I own and manage. To be honest, the whole thing feels like more trouble than it's worth, but my old man is just being stubborn about it. It doesn't really matter, though. It’s almost worse than a disease; you're physically there, but you're barely living. Understand?
Brenda Cook4 said:What do you think would be the 'reason' behind your current situation? Everyone deals with something... some people are rock solid while others are soft as wax, yet everything leaves its mark, even the slightest touch...
I don't even want to get into it—when you look around at how much hardship there is in the world... there's a child out there right now who is hungry and thirsty...🙂
That's a fair point. Honestly, my own family wouldn't even let me go out and feed the hungry; they'd rather have me changing diapers for seniors in Washington, D.C., which I’ve already done. The real reason? My dad stepped in and they were all "making deals behind my back," because ever since I started keeping quiet, they just treat me like I'm even more unstable. I have specific goals and I refuse to sit around waiting twenty years for them to pass away—which sounds terrible, I know. Basically, everyone watches my every move, but they ignore my mother, so I end up getting burned. I can't make my own decisions because they label me as schizophrenic whenever it suits their agenda. When it works for them, suddenly I'm perfectly healthy. This is actually the first time my husband has acted this way. The whole system seems to believe that I need constant supervision. I feel completely trapped.
It’s such a bright, beautiful day today. Life is beautiful! Oh, I feel so good right now. Do you guys honestly think God is a rational being who would forgive me if I ended my own life? You know what went through my mind when I heard about that woman who took her own life? I just thought to myself: I get it, you just wanted to end the struggle. I mean, since I'm already dealing with this illness, surely it isn't just some coincidence. I didn't just catch this randomly; there has to be a reason behind it. I've been fighting this battle for three months now, and after eleven years, I just don't have the strength left.
[QUOTE=Andrew Harris7]I have to admit, even though we're talking about such a serious illness, your thread is somehow the most cheerful one here🙂 😘[/QUOTE
One really is the loneliest number you will ever know... ..........Two..............is just one lonely number feeling twice as much... Is one actually the loneliest?
I absolutely adore being in New York during June. How about you?
Just one... .........is truly the loneliest number you will ever know.
Kevin Wilson8 said:There’s definitely some truth to that philosophy. I’ve certainly had my fair share of struggles too. The big rewards eventually come, but usually only after the hardship becomes too much to bear—once I stopped just "enduring" it and finally stood up to fight it on my own terms. I honestly think you’ve already received your reward. (Your husband). Sometimes, when we're feeling weighed down by all those little daily stresses, we tend to blow things out of proportion and lose sight of the lasting blessings we have.
That's so true. Honestly, there's a part of me that almost finds comfort in being unhappy—not because I'm looking for attention, far from it, I've actually pulled back from everyone quite deliberately. But it's familiar territory. And sometimes, that specific kind of sadness feels more like home to me than happiness does.🙂 🙏 🙂
I know it's there, but my head feels like a literal brick right now. How am I supposed to actually wake up?
No123, stop playing around—I’m nowhere near starting a "phase," let alone some purple one. If I start feeling anything, it’s going to be a total blackout. What you’re calling a "purple phase" sounds more like a full-blown psychotic episode to me.
I think I probably thought of Carey Ann Moss just now because I was busy wondering how Keanu Reeves would look in person. Honestly, I haven't used my brain in ages; I've been relying on other resources instead.😂 😂 😂
According to my enlightened friends who spent some time in India, once you endure that kind of hardship, a massive reward follows. So, let's wait and see... though, at this rate, it looks like I might actually be enjoying the struggle.🙄 🤣
Hey, could you please tell me—from the perspective of someone living a healthy lifestyle—why is it that we celebrate life so much while simultaneously fearing death?
"You won't make any headway with people who struggle to navigate the nuances of interpersonal or intrapersonal connections—those who see the absurdity, the ugliness, and the sheer expressive chaos of it all... and yet, they are dismissed as being out of touch or unstable simply because they realize the truth. They end up either institutionalized or forced to flee." / Laing during an introductory lecture.../ Laing na jednom uvodnom predavanju....
Isn't that just lovely? Honestly, the way things work feels incredibly nonsensical to me. I can wrap my head around the bizarre logic the world operates on, but I could never truly adopt it as my own. I also have this constant urge to just vanish. i Want to go to make them think in One Split of a second—and then, she's gone. In that moment, I'd finally know: I left them, just as they once left me.
Brenda Cook4 said:I honestly feel like this new persona was built specifically to shield our true selves... almost like a way to undergo a deep cleansing process.
True, it acts as a shield, but not against outside forces—it’s actually meant to protect us from ourselves.👍 😁 😁