tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702081301018362617.comments2023-03-23T17:01:21.979+02:00stumbling anianitabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07650344510891276730noreply@blogger.comBlogger83125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702081301018362617.post-84448150729421584742015-05-26T17:07:09.638+02:002015-05-26T17:07:09.638+02:00thanks.thanks.anitabhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07650344510891276730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702081301018362617.post-25711270327124567052015-05-26T14:30:03.930+02:002015-05-26T14:30:03.930+02:00Just hugs for a rough day.Just hugs for a rough day.Casseyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07645101131751379319noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702081301018362617.post-21674311696738077902015-05-22T15:34:05.982+02:002015-05-22T15:34:05.982+02:00Sterkte. xSterkte. xAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702081301018362617.post-78497449647873864942013-12-05T09:43:44.264+02:002013-12-05T09:43:44.264+02:00hey angel :)hey angel :)anitabhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07650344510891276730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702081301018362617.post-70213496375448631142013-06-03T23:01:45.867+02:002013-06-03T23:01:45.867+02:00a year later.. can you believe it... thank you aga...a year later.. can you believe it... thank you again. xxanitabhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07650344510891276730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702081301018362617.post-77468318819228161172012-11-14T23:09:43.523+02:002012-11-14T23:09:43.523+02:00yeah. it's a constant work in progress. i'...yeah. it's a constant work in progress. i'm trying to talk more and maybe not carry the entire world's problems on my shoulders. and get rid of the low lying fruits! argh :)anitabhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07650344510891276730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702081301018362617.post-5628653846489117772012-11-14T23:08:22.698+02:002012-11-14T23:08:22.698+02:00a cute doc always helps :) thanks.a cute doc always helps :) thanks.anitabhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07650344510891276730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702081301018362617.post-67489311388388788232012-11-14T23:07:57.146+02:002012-11-14T23:07:57.146+02:00thanks hun. i couldn't be brave on my own. *hu...thanks hun. i couldn't be brave on my own. *hugs*anitabhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07650344510891276730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702081301018362617.post-14376272197537582052012-11-11T09:54:41.004+02:002012-11-11T09:54:41.004+02:00*hugs*
I miss you too sweets but getting healthy ...*hugs*<br /><br />I miss you too sweets but getting healthy (bod, mind and soul) is what we both are trying to do right now. So proud you've gone to see someone. Mine keeps telling me I need to stop being strong for everyone else and just be strong for myself. Not the same but perhaps similar?<br /><br />*hugs*Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17339444171466801598noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702081301018362617.post-91724961009541949442012-11-08T09:23:26.854+02:002012-11-08T09:23:26.854+02:00I'm glad you reached out to people for help an...I'm glad you reached out to people for help and to a doctor which will help you for sure. I'm glad that you are happy with the doc you're seeing. blackhuffhttp://livelifewithus.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702081301018362617.post-58612073855676002452012-11-07T17:04:16.618+02:002012-11-07T17:04:16.618+02:00You're a for amazing. I'm so glad that you...You're a for amazing. I'm so glad that you were brave and went to go see someone. Suffering doesn't make us better people, it just makes us miserable.<br /><br />*all the hugs*cat_hellisenhttp://www.cathellisen.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702081301018362617.post-41486043260821067302012-09-26T18:20:58.932+02:002012-09-26T18:20:58.932+02:00thank you. i hope so. :)thank you. i hope so. :)anitabhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07650344510891276730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702081301018362617.post-8348058307579308362012-09-26T18:14:28.910+02:002012-09-26T18:14:28.910+02:00I'm sure you don't suck at relationships a...I'm sure you don't suck at relationships as much as you think. Hang in there...it will get better.Louisahttp://louisa123.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702081301018362617.post-32270192874299734812012-07-17T08:48:27.746+02:002012-07-17T08:48:27.746+02:00Thanks Cath. Sometimes it helps to spit out the ho...Thanks Cath. Sometimes it helps to spit out the horrible thoughts in your head so they can stop running around and making me crazy. I cant be more eloquent than "i'm sad/mad/ok". But I will be ok. xanitabhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07650344510891276730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702081301018362617.post-70462356267185739312012-07-17T08:28:48.172+02:002012-07-17T08:28:48.172+02:00Death is a relief, and there is no shame in being ...Death is a relief, and there is no shame in being relieved that pain and a limbo-state has ended. <br /><br />You have nothing to apologise for, and every good to be thankful for. The stuff you mentioned - the worry over wasted time, the emotional unendedness...that would exist, no matter what your relationship was. <br /><br />But I'll tell you this for free - he was your dad, you are his daughter. Nothing, not time, death, taxes or storms can change that. That's all you need to remember.<br /><br />It is a lame cliche, for sure, but focus on the times where you smiled at each other. Those are the memories to hold on to. The rest is immaterial. I promise.<br /><br />I didn't speak to my dad for four years, between the ages of 15 and 19. I would speak to him through my mom, and for many years - from when we knew he was ill right up until about a year ago - I berated myself for it. I wished and wondered what kind of wisdom I had missed out on. <br /><br />But, Ani. Berating ourselves serves nobody, least of all you or your mom. And it is you two who must carry on. So, carry on. Xc@thhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16832950336505135574noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702081301018362617.post-88811934936941855592012-06-05T19:35:51.265+02:002012-06-05T19:35:51.265+02:00thank you. xxthank you. xxanitabhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07650344510891276730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702081301018362617.post-45469128850402654262012-06-02T12:10:00.448+02:002012-06-02T12:10:00.448+02:00I've only just read this today, fitting for me...I've only just read this today, fitting for me I suppose. I haven't been able to handle the concept again but in my own anniversarial confronting of the date, I can read this today.<br /><br />I get you, on the anger. How is it that someone who gave so ridiculously more than themselves, is robbed of their life? Where's their repayment? <br /><br />I'm going to tell you something my dad did, during our last chat. He said he was okay, for a number of reasons. He said that even though he felt he had so much more to give, he knew that he had given it all. And that all he really wanted was to make sure he raised children who gave life its all. Their all. <br /><br />Know this - you do. Know that your dad saw that, sees that, and is proud. <br /><br />Anger is normal in loss. I still find myself angry. I get angry at the stupid things. I get angry at school for having grandparents day because IT IS NOT FAIR THAT MY PARENTS ARE NOT THERE. HOW DARE A SCHOOL BE SO INSENSITIVE TO HAVE A GRANDPARENTS DAY!?!?<br /><br />But, Ani, your anger will calm. It'll become less of a force and more of an occasional bite in the ass. I promise. Just don't be afraid to feel anything, everything and nothing, at all times. <br /><br />XXXc@thhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16832950336505135574noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702081301018362617.post-10212433027714848972012-05-10T08:05:47.892+02:002012-05-10T08:05:47.892+02:00thank you so much. *hugs*thank you so much. *hugs*anitabhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07650344510891276730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702081301018362617.post-89647226114824996142012-05-09T21:03:17.041+02:002012-05-09T21:03:17.041+02:00Ani,
From the little of what I know you have gone...Ani,<br /><br />From the little of what I know you have gone through and are going through it is okay not to be okay.<br /><br />*sending you lots of strength and good vibes*Phaezenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15675447096163285816noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702081301018362617.post-3163783230784476722012-02-08T20:43:35.116+02:002012-02-08T20:43:35.116+02:00thank you. xx
i dont know why i dont feel that th...thank you. xx <br />i dont know why i dont feel that though. adding it to my "lessons to learn" list.anitabhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07650344510891276730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702081301018362617.post-5321739861381304272012-02-08T20:32:13.047+02:002012-02-08T20:32:13.047+02:00You are the Bee's Knees. That Is All.You are the Bee's Knees. That Is All.metaMeerkat™https://www.blogger.com/profile/14072104638041667144noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702081301018362617.post-8393339757568169952011-02-21T09:07:03.729+02:002011-02-21T09:07:03.729+02:00I can't really imagine how tough it can be. M...I can't really imagine how tough it can be. My brother in law committed suicide a few weeks ago and one thing that stood out for me (and it may also be the case for you) was that if he was at his funeral and could see how many people were there and who cared about him, he may have felt a little more hope.pauljacobsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04020593128107435103noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702081301018362617.post-3210217210288458302010-11-17T02:26:06.218+02:002010-11-17T02:26:06.218+02:001. Yes. I know. I'm just tired of "overco...1. Yes. I know. I'm just tired of "overcoming" and "proving people wrong".<br />2. Yes. This is comforting.<br />3. You'd be surprised at how few people I really allow into my little world. A lot of the online stuff is not that "deep". I'm probably a lot braver than some people in putting stuff out there, but I hold back lots more.<br />It's fun and a distraction but not always real. <br />And the numbers dont mean anything to me at 2am. <br /><br />I do stay positive... or, at least, make an effort to not use negative words. I've actually been quite quiet on various networks recently. <br />But I'm just tired right now.<br />Tired and frustrated. <br />And weak.anitabhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07650344510891276730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702081301018362617.post-33100060172731152632010-11-17T02:08:54.287+02:002010-11-17T02:08:54.287+02:00A few thoughts:
1. Everyone has problems/issues/di...A few thoughts:<br />1. Everyone has problems/issues/difficulties. I heard a statistic that 80% of US households are "dysfunctional". Anyone who thinks their issues or difficulties are what make them special is wrong, we all have something. What makes people special is so much more, including how they overcome those same difficulties, how they prove the naysayers wrong, how they interact and express themselves.<br /><br />2. In addition to #1, I bet at least 80% of people have thought about ending it all; "it'd be so much easier if...", "I wonder if...". <br /><br />3. As for relying on you. Look at the community you have online, how many people read this blog, how many comments you get, how many followers you have. I bet you get more page visits than me. Fortunately or unfortunately, you're never alone in this world any more.<br /><br />When I was/am depressed and angry at the world, I make a conscious effort to use positive words. When someone asks how I am, I say "awesome!". At first it feels like a lie but people start reacting to you differently because you seem happy, next thing you know you start to actually believe the lie.<br /><br />Smile,Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702081301018362617.post-32617224588587213662010-10-01T19:04:13.355+02:002010-10-01T19:04:13.355+02:00Thank you. :)
Those fears are real... and people *...Thank you. :)<br />Those fears are real... and people *do* let you down. But I'd hate to miss out on something amazing because of fear.<br /><br />The independent spirit is a great ideal.. but I think we still need to have connections with others. At least in this modern world we can do it online with people from across the oceans... <br />with people who've actually seen snowflakes. Now that's special. :)anitabhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07650344510891276730noreply@blogger.com