Hello all,
New face today.Hoping to snap out of my cloud here.I am blue and not very motivated.I need to get excited and get things done.I am able to get the minimum complete, then collapse on the couch with TV. (also known as the mind eraser)I have spent a few years chatting with a DR.
It was OK, but I felt chatting with my girls relieved more pressure and had more solutions. These girls have all died in the past 1-5 yrs.I do miss the support and comfort of these dear ladies tons. I just feel like I can't get jazzed about things anymore. I would do a
cartwheel for a tootsie pop, it would take a box of tootsie pops to get an thrilled reaction from me.Any suggestions?
Gabs,
I have similar issues. No desire to get up get anything but the minimum done. I work, I do chores, I pay bills---------
Very difficult to take another step ahead. I have a mountain of projects to take care of...I want to get excited about life!
ps-my profile says I am 108, operator error= 54years old.
Where did the enthusiam go? I was once so tickled about everything.
Yes I love my spring flowers, my new bicycle, the new location of the business I work at. Example: I blew off my last fencing class.
I can't get off the couch once I perch on it. I do the minimal, but
thats all. I can eat chocolate chip cookie by the handfull, then
swear at myself because I'm chubby. What is that vicious circle I am spinning in? I have lost 3 very dear friends. These ladies were my
my precious companions. We shared everything, am I just plain lonely?
So many things to accomplish, no desire to tackle any of them. I just
plant myself in front of the mind eraser (tv) every night. My issues are common, nothing worthy of a movie. Money, health issues, loss of friends and family. It sounds like life to me! But I just can't get my fanny in gear and get things done to improve my situation. Any advise or input, other than "shut up you big baby and get it done?!"
Hello All,
Would like to share something great that started my day today.
The overweight purring machine of a cat just as close as can be, without being a marashino cherry...That's pretty much every morning.
Pleasant thoughts first thing. Yes!!!!
Not the negative punch in the face when I open my eyes and thoughts.
That is progress. This has been a war within for a long time. Today I won. I am certain I will take my share of deep breaths today. But to have the day begin without that pressure-that mask of gloom and doom.
Your it!
It's a bathroom issue: I never really sit and fully empty out my bladder. Bing, bang, hurry up and out of the bathroom. I am up and off the seat mid-stream. Yanking up my drawers, washing my hands..
Maybe it's because I was a waitress for ever.
I spent a lot of time reading the posts and thoughts, this morning.
And realize that I have a very Blessed life. Yes, I have lost some very key friends.......
I dreampt of one this morning, she was just beaming. Laughing and yelling and carrying on with a cowboy hat on. I would often call her, after she passed, just to hear her sing on the answering machine.
We used to watch the football games together on the phone. She had cable and a delay, so I would squelch my touchdown joy for the few seconds until the signal reached her TV. She was just amazed that I could contain myself until she got to see the touchdown, and not ruin the surprise for her. I miss her so much that I weep as I type. She was like a Mother for me for 25 years.
Perth,
I had a friend who was terminally ill from cancer. She had some treatment. She was unhappy staying with family during recovery.
I asked her to pack her bags and move to Colorado-to live happily ever after. She did. In 8 months she passed away, the cancer had
spread. I was afraid that she was still very ill, so was she. But
during that time we did our best to enjoy. Not always easy. The family was torture, we stood united. She wanted to be here. Safe.
It was difficult to watch, when she did finally surrender it was as
we hoped. She was in her little wheelchair at the table working on her scrapbooks, burning a potatoe pancake in the toaster oven, her last sounds were a giggle and a gasp. I wrapped myself around her and
encouraged her to let go. We had hoped she would not be alone...
For that I am so thankful...She had my encouraging voice in her ear giving her permission to leave. Her struggle was complete.
Hello 108 too,
I hope that you have wrestled the "not-smoking tiger" to the ground.
I noticed that you were also 108, and enjoyed your who-cares reply.
Thanks for the shoulder, I did lean a little.
Paisley
Rake can be use for the leaves, so many leaves.....
I do try to have a sparkling day, and hope the same for all of us who struggle.
Spring helps, I enjoy working in the yard. Almost like Church to me.
Thanking you for the words of encouragment. It does help.
Paisley
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