Archive for the ‘Laugh’ tag
Having a bad day
Today like all others I sit thinking of my boy. Crying and hoping and praying and wishing things were different. Why did this whole thing happen. I have to get a grip I can't spend my life crying about this it is not going to change things. I keep telling my self this grief will get better well today it was worse don't know why just was. I forgot to take my medication that was it and it must be helping since I have been on it the crying is not so bad except for today. Here I am forgetting to take a pill and all my son could think about was taking some. How different were we I know I had this child so he had to have some of me in him. I never drank didn't take anything the doctor didn't order for me. I am not a thief I do tell a white lie now and again not to hurt someones feelings. I never went to jail where did my boy get this from.
He was happy never wanted for anything. Had friends, many girlfriends,(to many if you ask me) they all loved him he always made them laugh and had fun with them. He and I would watch tv together we would laugh until we cried. Jason did have a very soft heart he would cry when we went to see his dad when he was so sick in the hospital. When his dad got home would help me with him. Up to the time of his (Jason) death he would call his dad just to see how he was.
Last night I was up late husband and grandson in bed. I was watching TV. I have a chime clock. at 10 to 12 Midnight that clock went crazy just chiming and chiming about 20 times then the clocked stopped I had it open it up and get it started again. I am sure it was Jason way of telling me stop crying for me mum I love you.
Maggiemac:praying
He was happy never wanted for anything. Had friends, many girlfriends,(to many if you ask me) they all loved him he always made them laugh and had fun with them. He and I would watch tv together we would laugh until we cried. Jason did have a very soft heart he would cry when we went to see his dad when he was so sick in the hospital. When his dad got home would help me with him. Up to the time of his (Jason) death he would call his dad just to see how he was.
Last night I was up late husband and grandson in bed. I was watching TV. I have a chime clock. at 10 to 12 Midnight that clock went crazy just chiming and chiming about 20 times then the clocked stopped I had it open it up and get it started again. I am sure it was Jason way of telling me stop crying for me mum I love you.
Maggiemac:praying
I know who I learned codependency from
My father passed this morning. I'm at peace with the fact that he is much better off now than he was his last weeks here on earth. Still, he was a wonderful role model and I'll miss him terribly. I've wondered often about how I became so co-dependent. Neither of my parents were alcoholics.....wouldn't even allow alcohol in our home. My dad probably had some addictive tendancies toward food, but I never gave it much thought growing up.
My mom, whose father was an alcoholic, has shown her co-dependency in full force. She has been controlling everything right down to when we are allowed to cry! I showed up at the Hospice this morning, after sobbing all the way, and she promptly instructed me to stop crying, because there just wasn't anything to be sad about. I've come a pretty long way in my recovery over the past few months and feeling ANYTHING is a huge step for me. I was numb for so long. It's hard to watch her, now that I really know what's going on. But I'll continue to cry when I need to, laugh when I feel like it, and know that every day I'm getting a little healthier.
Next step.....dealing with AH. I'm sure that in the next few weeks, when all the dust settles, I'll be needing more advice and support in moving forward with that situation. For now I've got more than enough on my plate. Thank you to each of you who have given me love and encouragement to get through this trying time.
My mom, whose father was an alcoholic, has shown her co-dependency in full force. She has been controlling everything right down to when we are allowed to cry! I showed up at the Hospice this morning, after sobbing all the way, and she promptly instructed me to stop crying, because there just wasn't anything to be sad about. I've come a pretty long way in my recovery over the past few months and feeling ANYTHING is a huge step for me. I was numb for so long. It's hard to watch her, now that I really know what's going on. But I'll continue to cry when I need to, laugh when I feel like it, and know that every day I'm getting a little healthier.
Next step.....dealing with AH. I'm sure that in the next few weeks, when all the dust settles, I'll be needing more advice and support in moving forward with that situation. For now I've got more than enough on my plate. Thank you to each of you who have given me love and encouragement to get through this trying time.
A woman should have
Wisdom from Maya Angelo
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ...
enough money within her control to move out
and rent a place of her own,
even if she never wants to or needs to...
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ...
something perfect to wear if the employer,
or date of her dreams
wants to see her in an hour...
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ...
a youth she's content to leave behind....
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ..
a past juicy enough that she's looking forward to
retelling it in her old age....
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ...
a set of screwdrivers, a cordless drill, and a black lace bra...
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ..
one friend who always makes her laugh..
and one who lets her cry...
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ...
a good piece of furniture not previously owned
by anyone else in her family...
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ..
eight matching plates, wine glasses with stems,
and a recipe for a meal,
that will make her guests feel honored...
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE .
a feeling of control over her destiny..
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW..
how to fall in love without losing herself..
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
how to quit a job,
break up with a lover,
and confront a friend without
ruining the friendship...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
when to try harder...
and WHEN TO WALK AWAY...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
that she can't change the length of her calves,
the width of her hips, or the nature of her parents..
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
that her childhood may not have been perfect...
but it's over...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
what she would and wouldn't do for love or more...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW....
how to live alone... even if she doesn't like it...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW..
whom she can trust,
whom she can't,
and why she shouldn't take it personally...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
where to go...
be it to her best friend's kitchen table..
or a charming Inn in the woods....
when her soul needs soothing...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW..
What she can and can't accomplish in a day...
a month...and a year...
Be yourself...everyone else is already taken.
:nyj
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ...
enough money within her control to move out
and rent a place of her own,
even if she never wants to or needs to...
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ...
something perfect to wear if the employer,
or date of her dreams
wants to see her in an hour...
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ...
a youth she's content to leave behind....
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ..
a past juicy enough that she's looking forward to
retelling it in her old age....
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ...
a set of screwdrivers, a cordless drill, and a black lace bra...
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ..
one friend who always makes her laugh..
and one who lets her cry...
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ...
a good piece of furniture not previously owned
by anyone else in her family...
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ..
eight matching plates, wine glasses with stems,
and a recipe for a meal,
that will make her guests feel honored...
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE .
a feeling of control over her destiny..
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW..
how to fall in love without losing herself..
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
how to quit a job,
break up with a lover,
and confront a friend without
ruining the friendship...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
when to try harder...
and WHEN TO WALK AWAY...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
that she can't change the length of her calves,
the width of her hips, or the nature of her parents..
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
that her childhood may not have been perfect...
but it's over...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
what she would and wouldn't do for love or more...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW....
how to live alone... even if she doesn't like it...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW..
whom she can trust,
whom she can't,
and why she shouldn't take it personally...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
where to go...
be it to her best friend's kitchen table..
or a charming Inn in the woods....
when her soul needs soothing...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW..
What she can and can't accomplish in a day...
a month...and a year...
Be yourself...everyone else is already taken.
:nyj
the 2 Lists for New Years
Note: i did not write this. It came to my email today from a website called the Daily Om, written by Scott Blum. I share it because I like it. Hope you do, too. Happy New Year!
"I was fortunate to spend time with an enigmatic man named Robert during a very special period of my life. Robert taught me many things during our days together, and this time of year reminds me of one particular interaction we had.
"Now that you are becoming more aware," Robert said, "you need to begin to set goals for yourself so you don't lose the momentum you have built."
"Like New Year's resolutions?" I asked.
"That's an interesting idea," he smirked. "Let's do that."
By then I was used to his cryptic responses, so I knew something was up because of the way his eyes sparkled as he let out an impish laugh.
"Tonight's assignment is to make two lists," Robert continued. "The first is a list of all the New Year's resolutions you WANT to keep, and the second is a list of all the New Year's resolutions you WILL keep. Write the WANT List first, and when you have exhausted all of your ideas, then write the second list on another sheet of paper."
That night I went home and spent several hours working on the two lists. The WANT List felt overwhelming at first, but after a while I got into writing all the things I had always wanted to do if the burdens of life hadn't gotten in the way. After nearly an hour, the list swelled to fill the entire page and contained nearly all of my ideas of an ideal life. The second list was much easier, and I was able to quickly commit ten practical resolutions that I felt would be both realistic and helpful.
The next day, I met Robert in front of the local food Co-op, where we seemed to have most of our enlightening conversations. "Tell me about your two lists," Robert said as the familiar smirk crept onto his face.
"The first list contains all the things I SHOULD do if I completely changed my life to be the person I always wanted to be. And the second list contains all the things I COULD do by accepting my current life, and taking realistic steps towards the life I want to lead."
"Let me see the second list," he said.
I handed him the second list, and without even looking at it, he ripped the paper into tiny pieces and threw it in the nearby garbage can. His disregard for the effort I had put into the list annoyed me at first, but after I calmed down I began to think about the first list in a different light. In my heart, I knew the second list was a cop out, and the first list was the only one that really mattered.
"And now, the first list." Robert bowed his head and held out both of his hands.
I purposefully handed him the first list and held his gaze for several seconds, waiting for him to begin reading the page. After an unusually long silence, he began to crumple the paper into a ball and once again tossed it into the can without looking at it.
"What did you do that for?!" I couldn't hide my anger any longer.
Robert began to speak in a quiet and assured voice. "What you SHOULD or COULD do with your life no longer matters. The only thing that matters, from this day forward, is what you MUST do."
He then drew a folded piece of paper from his back pocket and handed it to me.
I opened it carefully, and found a single word floating in the middle of the white page:
"Love."
"I was fortunate to spend time with an enigmatic man named Robert during a very special period of my life. Robert taught me many things during our days together, and this time of year reminds me of one particular interaction we had.
"Now that you are becoming more aware," Robert said, "you need to begin to set goals for yourself so you don't lose the momentum you have built."
"Like New Year's resolutions?" I asked.
"That's an interesting idea," he smirked. "Let's do that."
By then I was used to his cryptic responses, so I knew something was up because of the way his eyes sparkled as he let out an impish laugh.
"Tonight's assignment is to make two lists," Robert continued. "The first is a list of all the New Year's resolutions you WANT to keep, and the second is a list of all the New Year's resolutions you WILL keep. Write the WANT List first, and when you have exhausted all of your ideas, then write the second list on another sheet of paper."
That night I went home and spent several hours working on the two lists. The WANT List felt overwhelming at first, but after a while I got into writing all the things I had always wanted to do if the burdens of life hadn't gotten in the way. After nearly an hour, the list swelled to fill the entire page and contained nearly all of my ideas of an ideal life. The second list was much easier, and I was able to quickly commit ten practical resolutions that I felt would be both realistic and helpful.
The next day, I met Robert in front of the local food Co-op, where we seemed to have most of our enlightening conversations. "Tell me about your two lists," Robert said as the familiar smirk crept onto his face.
"The first list contains all the things I SHOULD do if I completely changed my life to be the person I always wanted to be. And the second list contains all the things I COULD do by accepting my current life, and taking realistic steps towards the life I want to lead."
"Let me see the second list," he said.
I handed him the second list, and without even looking at it, he ripped the paper into tiny pieces and threw it in the nearby garbage can. His disregard for the effort I had put into the list annoyed me at first, but after I calmed down I began to think about the first list in a different light. In my heart, I knew the second list was a cop out, and the first list was the only one that really mattered.
"And now, the first list." Robert bowed his head and held out both of his hands.
I purposefully handed him the first list and held his gaze for several seconds, waiting for him to begin reading the page. After an unusually long silence, he began to crumple the paper into a ball and once again tossed it into the can without looking at it.
"What did you do that for?!" I couldn't hide my anger any longer.
Robert began to speak in a quiet and assured voice. "What you SHOULD or COULD do with your life no longer matters. The only thing that matters, from this day forward, is what you MUST do."
He then drew a folded piece of paper from his back pocket and handed it to me.
I opened it carefully, and found a single word floating in the middle of the white page:
"Love."
So now my daughter is moving out
Of course it seems I spend way too much time on this site! It is now my home away from home. haha My daughter told me she is moving out and can't live like this anymore. She is 10 weeks pregnant and is 20yrs old. My ah is so mean to her. I am not happy about her situation and last thing I wanted was for her to move out. But for her sanity and the health of she and the baby, maybe it is the best move. I will miss her so much. She has been not only my daughter, but a wonderful friend. She makes me laugh when I want to cry and I will miss her so much. I hope to follow her out that door very soon.. Why does he have to tear us apart this way? I guess misery does love company!
Laugh!
I know this can be a difficult time of year for many people, so I just wanted to tell you all to make sure you laugh over the holiday period! Everybody here has a lot of problems, but please, don't let them define you, make an effort to find something that makes you laugh and if you can't find anything, make something up! I know everybody here is or will be strong enough to get through their problems but don't ever forget who you really are, aside from the alcoholism, drug addiction, co-dependency or whatever combination of problems you have.
So please everybody, think of one thing that makes you laugh this Christmas and have a moment of selfish happiness!
:Xmaspa
So please everybody, think of one thing that makes you laugh this Christmas and have a moment of selfish happiness!
:Xmaspa
A much needed holiday laugh!
Merry Christmas Forum Family! I hope you enjoy this one, I did... (check out the recipe)
Warning: This recipe requires Tequila.
Jose Cuervo Christms Cookies
Ingredients:
1 cup water
1 teaspoon baking soda
1 cup sugar
1 teaspoon salt
1 cup brown sugar
4 large eggs
1 cup nuts
2 cups dried fruit
1 (750 ml) bottle tequila (Jose Cuervo or your other favorite brand)
Directions:
1. Sample the tequila to check quality.
2. Take a large bowl out; check the tequila again to be sure it is of the
highest quality.
3. Pour one level cup tequila and drink.
4. Turn on the electric mixer.
5. Beat one cup of butter in a large fluffy bowl.
6. Add one peastoon of sugar.
7. Beat again.
8. At this point it's best to make sure the tequila is still ok, so
try another cup just in case.
9. Turn off the mixerer thingy.
10. Break 2 leggs and add to the bowl and chuck in the cup of dried
fruit.
11. Pick the frigging fruit off the floor.
12. Mix on the turner
13. If the fried druit gets stuck in the beaters just pry it loose with
a drewscriver.
14. Sample the tequila to check for tonsisticity.
15. Next, sift two cups of salt, or something.
16. Who geeves a sheet.
17. Check the tequila.
18. Add one table.
19. Add a spoon of sugar, or somefink.
20. Whatever you can find.
21. Greash the oven.
22. Turn the cake tin 360 degrees and try not to fall over.
23. Don't forget to beat off the turner.
24. Finally, throw the bowl through the window, finish the quetila and
make sure to put the stove in the wishdasher.
25. Cherry Mistmas !
Warning: This recipe requires Tequila.
Jose Cuervo Christms Cookies
Ingredients:
1 cup water
1 teaspoon baking soda
1 cup sugar
1 teaspoon salt
1 cup brown sugar
4 large eggs
1 cup nuts
2 cups dried fruit
1 (750 ml) bottle tequila (Jose Cuervo or your other favorite brand)
Directions:
1. Sample the tequila to check quality.
2. Take a large bowl out; check the tequila again to be sure it is of the
highest quality.
3. Pour one level cup tequila and drink.
4. Turn on the electric mixer.
5. Beat one cup of butter in a large fluffy bowl.
6. Add one peastoon of sugar.
7. Beat again.
8. At this point it's best to make sure the tequila is still ok, so
try another cup just in case.
9. Turn off the mixerer thingy.
10. Break 2 leggs and add to the bowl and chuck in the cup of dried
fruit.
11. Pick the frigging fruit off the floor.
12. Mix on the turner
13. If the fried druit gets stuck in the beaters just pry it loose with
a drewscriver.
14. Sample the tequila to check for tonsisticity.
15. Next, sift two cups of salt, or something.
16. Who geeves a sheet.
17. Check the tequila.
18. Add one table.
19. Add a spoon of sugar, or somefink.
20. Whatever you can find.
21. Greash the oven.
22. Turn the cake tin 360 degrees and try not to fall over.
23. Don't forget to beat off the turner.
24. Finally, throw the bowl through the window, finish the quetila and
make sure to put the stove in the wishdasher.
25. Cherry Mistmas !
Dumb things you’ve done while drunk, that you can laugh about now.
I'm sure many of us have done some dumb, scary, horrible things while under the influence.
If anyone has any stories they'd like to share please do. I think we could all use a laugh
If anyone has any stories they'd like to share please do. I think we could all use a laugh
What am I doing?
Hi all,
I'm new here but have been reading for a few weeks. Been sober in the past and screwed that up... for the past 14 years. So, now I've got some pretty good medical problems due to my drinking and yet I KEEP DOING IT! I know I have to stop, I've tried to stop, I just can't seem to string the days together like I used to. Oh, yeah... and I really just don't WANT to. My life is not unmanageable (oh, does that sound like denial?) - its not perfect, but I get up, put my shoes on and show up...and actually do my job and function, and smile/laugh have fun too. BUT, it is now about maintaining life not managing it, I guess.
There are mental/trauma/ocd issues that contribute to this, I'm sure, and I am trying to find a counselor to work with.
I went to a dr. appointment tonight and the wait was so long I actually ended up with the shakes by the time I saw the Dr. She was very uncomfortable with this and wanted me to go to the ER. Really, its not that big a deal, it is minor symptoms of withdrawal. She demands to speak with my pdoc tomorrow... geez, I feel like the principal is calling my mom.
So, anyway, I HAVE to quit. I hope I'll have the strength to do something this week because I have to see her again next week for an update. I am a people-pleaser and it kills me to be truthful and let her see what is really going on.
I'm also sincerely embarrassed that I am writing here saying that I am still active. But I hope to not be soon, and to give support as I grow stronger.
Just ever hate yourself? I just want to crawl into bed and stay there.
Thanks for listening.
I'm new here but have been reading for a few weeks. Been sober in the past and screwed that up... for the past 14 years. So, now I've got some pretty good medical problems due to my drinking and yet I KEEP DOING IT! I know I have to stop, I've tried to stop, I just can't seem to string the days together like I used to. Oh, yeah... and I really just don't WANT to. My life is not unmanageable (oh, does that sound like denial?) - its not perfect, but I get up, put my shoes on and show up...and actually do my job and function, and smile/laugh have fun too. BUT, it is now about maintaining life not managing it, I guess.
There are mental/trauma/ocd issues that contribute to this, I'm sure, and I am trying to find a counselor to work with.
I went to a dr. appointment tonight and the wait was so long I actually ended up with the shakes by the time I saw the Dr. She was very uncomfortable with this and wanted me to go to the ER. Really, its not that big a deal, it is minor symptoms of withdrawal. She demands to speak with my pdoc tomorrow... geez, I feel like the principal is calling my mom.
So, anyway, I HAVE to quit. I hope I'll have the strength to do something this week because I have to see her again next week for an update. I am a people-pleaser and it kills me to be truthful and let her see what is really going on.
I'm also sincerely embarrassed that I am writing here saying that I am still active. But I hope to not be soon, and to give support as I grow stronger.
Just ever hate yourself? I just want to crawl into bed and stay there.
Thanks for listening.
laughter can sometimes be the best medicine, even if short-term
last night at work i had a bad headache so i took tylenol and drank pepperment tea and chamomile tea and lots of water but still had the headache two hours later. (perhaps because i'm only a week into detox)
one of my co-workers who is into holistic healing said my headache would go away if she tied rubberbands to the end of my fingers and left them there for five minutes.
it was so ridiculous that i had a good laugh and my headache went away!
it's hard to find humor in some of the situations that we are facing with alcohol and getting sober, but if you can find that one person to make you laugh, it is truly a blessing.
one of my co-workers who is into holistic healing said my headache would go away if she tied rubberbands to the end of my fingers and left them there for five minutes.
it was so ridiculous that i had a good laugh and my headache went away!
it's hard to find humor in some of the situations that we are facing with alcohol and getting sober, but if you can find that one person to make you laugh, it is truly a blessing.
