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[Delightful]

Green.....unicorn.....pug......

Oh my.

[Kaymyth she/her]

I have a cold.

My parents have tacked it down as me "not getting out enough" or whatever (even though they drag me to every event, meeting, group, or whatever that rears its ugly head) and now my dad wants me to go running (that's what'll make me feel better) and my mom wants me to do laundry, clean my room and go on a hike (that's what'll make me feel better).

In other words, they think I'm lying.

At least we have a day off of school today, but tomorrow I have to head back to that horrible place called High School.

I feel absolutely terrible.

 

That's awful.  One would think that parents would figure out that you're not faking being sick when you're sick on, y'know, a day off school.

[Orlion Blight he/him]

I imagine they are trying to treat something other than a cold...or they might be one of those crazy people who think you can always work through a disease!

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

I imagine they are trying to treat something other than a cold...or they might be one of those crazy people who think you can always work through a disease!

Me: I can't go to school today. I'm sick.

Mom: *heavy sigh* You can stay home, but you can't miss any more days. You've already missed one day this semester.

Me: I'm sick.

Mom: Well, go anyway. If you can't make it the whole day, I'll come pick you up.

Me: Mom, come pick me up. I don't feel well.

Mom: You realize you'll have to make up all of the work you missed.

Students: Tomorrow is Senior Skip Day!

Me: *remembers Mom's reaction to sick days and goes to school anyway*

Mom: It was Senior Skip Day! Why didn't you stay home?

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

I lost the closest friendship I have had in my life. It lasted 9 years, since childhood (2nd grade), and I suppose I thought it would exist as long as we lived.

It didn't.

I'm so sorry.

[Blaze1616 he/him]

I lost the closest friendship I have had in my life. It lasted 9 years, since childhood (2nd grade), and I suppose I thought it would exist as long as we lived.

It didn't.

 

Did you lose it in a particularly painful way, or was it mutual? My childhood best friend, whom I hung out with literally 5 days a week, all day, for 10 years, and I wound up growing apart when we hit high school, due to our differences in likes, dislikes, and hobbies. It was a mutual thing. I hope yours was the same, so that it isn't too sad?

[Kobold King he/him]

I lost the closest friendship I have had in my life. It lasted 9 years, since childhood (2nd grade), and I suppose I thought it would exist as long as we lived.

It didn't.

 

 

Oh no.

[Creccio he/him]

I lost the closest friendship I have had in my life. It lasted 9 years, since childhood (2nd grade), and I suppose I thought it would exist as long as we lived.

It didn't.

 

 

I am sorry to hear that. Really sorry. I lost an 8 year friendship once, I can relate to how you feel

[Mistrunner]

I lost the closest friendship I have had in my life. It lasted 9 years, since childhood (2nd grade), and I suppose I thought it would exist as long as we lived.

It didn't.

Yeah, that hurts, I know. *hugs*

[Mashadar Mistborn he/him]

I lost the closest friendship I have had in my life. It lasted 9 years, since childhood (2nd grade), and I suppose I thought it would exist as long as we lived.

It didn't.

I'm so sorry. I wish I could do something more. *hugs*

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

Ever have a moment where you're struck by a horrible thought, and then you become convinced that the horrible thought you just had is going to happen, no matter how slim a chance it is? I'm sitting here, trying to convince myself I won't actually have to sell Bruce someday to make the month's rent or, give him up because I'm too incompetent to take care of him.

I'm listening to "This" by Darius Rucker, but it's not doing much good.

[Zathoth]

I lost the closest friendship I have had in my life. It lasted 9 years, since childhood (2nd grade), and I suppose I thought it would exist as long as we lived.

It didn't.

10: Brain tumor

5: She fell in love, I wasnt interesting anymore

 

You'll be fine. If I can make it through so can you. It does hurt, I know, but you'll be fine.

 

 

Ever have a moment where you're struck by a horrible thought, and then you become convinced that the horrible thought you just had is going to happen, no matter how slim a chance it is? I'm sitting here, trying to convince myself I won't actually have to sell Bruce someday to make the month's rent or, give him up because I'm too incompetent to take care of him.

I'm listening to "This" by Darius Rucker, but it's not doing much good.

You'll sell everything in your house before Bruce even if things get that bad. And you are not incompetent Twi.

 

 

Now have a hug, both off you.

[Silverblade5 he/him]

Ever have a moment where you're struck by a horrible thought, and then you become convinced that the horrible thought you just had is going to happen, no matter how slim a chance it is? I'm sitting here, trying to convince myself I won't actually have to sell Bruce someday to make the month's rent or, give him up because I'm too incompetent to take care of him.

I'm listening to "This" by Darius Rucker, but it's not doing much good.

I think that the more likely result of that situation would you be screwing rent, saving just enough money for a trip to Colorado, then living with me until we can find you a job. Meanwhile, my dog Chewy would get a new playmate   

[Orlion Blight he/him]

I lost the closest friendship I have had in my life. It lasted 9 years, since childhood (2nd grade), and I suppose I thought it would exist as long as we lived.

It didn't.

Sorry to hear that. Whether it is sudden or a gradual drifting apart, losing a good friend always sucks.

 

 

Ever have a moment where you're struck by a horrible thought, and then you become convinced that the horrible thought you just had is going to happen, no matter how slim a chance it is? I'm sitting here, trying to convince myself I won't actually have to sell Bruce someday to make the month's rent or, give him up because I'm too incompetent to take care of him.

I'm listening to "This" by Darius Rucker, but it's not doing much good.

 

I hate those thoughts. Unfortunately, they occur when you care deeply about someone (or some pet!), you just need to knuckle through and not let them defeat you (which it looks like you're doing, so my advice is superfluous!)

 

When I have similar thoughts about my cat, I like to Rick-Roll him.... you know, sing "Never goin' give you up, never goin' let you down..." Some endearing silliness goes a long way, and you'll find you can always put what you care about first.

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

You'll sell everything in your house before Bruce even if things get that bad. And you are not incompetent Twi.

 

 

Now have a hug, both off you.

I think that the more likely result of that situation would you be screwing rent, saving just enough money for a trip to Colorado, then living with me until we can find you a job. Meanwhile, my dog Chewy would get a new playmate   

I hate those thoughts. Unfortunately, they occur when you care deeply about someone (or some pet!), you just need to knuckle through and not let them defeat you (which it looks like you're doing, so my advice is superfluous!)

 

When I have similar thoughts about my cat, I like to Rick-Roll him.... you know, sing "Never goin' give you up, never goin' let you down..." Some endearing silliness goes a long way, and you'll find you can always put what you care about first.

 

Thanks. I know in my head that I won't let things get that bad—I started paying off my student loans so early and deliberately that all but two are paid off in full. I'm typing this with one hand because Bruce is sleeping on my arm and he seems so content I don't want to make him move. It's just that I think sometimes my brain thinks I live in a bad inspirational novel, where the idealistic young heroine goes out in the big bad world, learns she's helpless without her parents (who were right all along, about everything) and is forced to sell her most prized possessions for far less than they're worth just to stay off the streets, where she ends up anyway before returning home. 

 

….so I guess all this is just fear  that my parents are right and I won't be better off once I'm far away from them. Also, I am increasingly horrified by the entertainment they gave me.

[Silverblade5 he/him]

Thanks. I know in my head that I won't let things get that bad—I started paying off my student loans so early and deliberately that all but two are paid off in full. I'm typing this with one hand because Bruce is sleeping on my arm and he seems so content I don't want to make him move. It's just that I think sometimes my brain thinks I live in a bad inspirational novel, where the idealistic young heroine goes out in the big bad world, learns she's helpless without her parents (who were right all along, about everything) and is forced to sell her most prized possessions for far less than they're worth just to stay off the streets, where she ends up anyway before returning home. 

 

….so I guess all this is just fear  that my parents are right and I won't be better off once I'm far away from them. Also, I am increasingly horrified by the entertainment they gave me.

Here is what you do: Separate your emotions from the facts. Write/type said facts down somewhere. Use these facts, along with logic, to analyze the situation. Focus only on the facts, and only for so long as they remain facts.

[Elbereth she/her]

That sounds like a terrible novel! It's like the opposite of a coming of age story. Why do such things exist?

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

Here is what you do: Separate your emotions from the facts. Write/type said facts down somewhere. Use these facts, along with logic, to analyze the situation. Focus only on the facts, and only for so long as they remain facts.

 

I usually tend to see facts and emotions as somewhat inseparable, since emotions will color how facts are seen…but that actually sounds like a really good idea. I'll try it tomorrow, since it's just past 11 here. 

 

That sounds like a terrible novel! It's like the opposite of a coming of age story. Why do such things exist?

 

Because people who write inspirational novels tend to give parents more credit than they sometimes deserve—I read one historical romance where the main character's parents were verbally abusive, telling her things like "you don't have the good sense God gave a green bean" as a matter of routine, things she internalizes to the point where she's surprised by her own competence. At the end of the book, the character decides "oh, that's just how they are" and automatically sees their abuse as something charming. Ruined the rest of an admittedly good story. 

[Elbereth she/her]

Ugh. That is so wishful thinking on the part of parents. I mean, admittedly I mostly read YA and adult fantasy, which are both full of coming of age stories and not so much...that...so I'm a little biased, but still.

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

Ugh. That is so wishful thinking on the part of parents. I mean, admittedly I mostly read YA and adult fantasy, which are both full of coming of age stories and not so much...that...so I'm a little biased, but still.

 

A lot of the entertainment my parents gave me was like that. One radio show I liked, Adventures in Odyssey, was well-written and highly entertaining, but on further reflection, I realized that there's an age-based hierarchy. The oldest person in the room is nearly always the wisest. If the villain is older than the hero, the villain will be wiser and more competent; said villain is always only beaten by someone his age or older. Even though the show was about the wholesome adventures of a cast of child characters, they never solved their own problems; they always went from one comical misunderstanding to another until an adult solved their problem for them. In the multi-part dramas, it was always an adult who saved the day. Kids could contribute, but their contributions were always very small compared to those of the adults, and if mistakes were made, it was the younger characters who made them. I remember one moment where a twentysomething knows how to solve the problem, but he keeps bemoaning the fact that his dad isn't there to deliver the solution for….no good reason, really. 

 

Realizing that really ruined my enjoyment of that series, which sucked, because the show is really storming well done.  

[Elbereth she/her]

That's irritating. I might have watched such a show and not realized it yet, but I tend to read the stuff that's like "Adults are useless!" rather than the other way around.

[Silverblade5 he/him]

I usually tend to see facts and emotions as somewhat inseparable, since emotions will color how facts are seen…but that actually sounds like a really good idea. I'll try it tomorrow, since it's just past 11 here. 

 

 

Because people who write inspirational novels tend to give parents more credit than they sometimes deserve—I read one historical romance where the main character's parents were verbally abusive, telling her things like "you don't have the good sense God gave a green bean" as a matter of routine, things she internalizes to the point where she's surprised by her own competence. At the end of the book, the character decides "oh, that's just how they are" and automatically sees their abuse as something charming. Ruined the rest of an admittedly good story. 

If it helps, write down the fact first. Make each fact in a new row. In the same row, write down emotions that you currently connect to the fact. Beneath this list, make another one with one new emotion for each row. In the same row, write down things that are currently producing said emotion. I find things are generally easier to handle if I know exactly what is going on.

[Mistrunner]

Wow, I've become a regular here. That's fun.

You know what the biggest problem I've had with moving has been? Talking. I don't have anybody to talk to. If I don't know you, I can't say a word, but if I do, I can chatter your ears off with stuff about the latest from NASA or a monologue on the amazingness of pants or some kind of essay on why I think girls' pant pockets are so much smaller than guys'. My friends are well over a thousand miles away, and the last of my siblings is at college now. I'm by myself, and I don't have someone to talk to.

I keep seeing opportunities to crack jokes or spout some random bit of trivia, but I've got no one to aim it all at.

Hugs, please?

[Zathoth]

Wow, I've become a regular here. That's fun.

You know what the biggest problem I've had with moving has been? Talking. I don't have anybody to talk to. If I don't know you, I can't say a word, but if I do, I can chatter your ears off with stuff about the latest from NASA or a monologue on the amazingness of pants or some kind of essay on why I think girls' pant pockets are so much smaller than guys'. My friends are well over a thousand miles away, and the last of my siblings is at college now. I'm by myself, and I don't have someone to talk to.

I keep seeing opportunities to crack jokes or spout some random bit of trivia, but I've got no one to aim it all at.

Hugs, please?

Hugs

And we demand random trivia!

[Delightful]

I'm having to spend a lot of time dealing with someone who I feel is being condescending, doesn't quite respect normal social boundaries, and offers unwanted comments and advice. Others I am around do not feel the same about said person. It's incredibly frustrating and I feel rather like an angry caged lioness who has to sit and stay inside and perform for the visitors at the zoo or she won't get her dinner. Aaaaagghhhhhh