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Word for Wednesday (W4W) #38
This week’s word is…
Apparently I suffer with this affliction.
The OH subscribes to the basic premise that “people are cunts” and that the world is not a friendly or good place.
If this makes him the North Pole then I am the South.
I am Lesley Knope and he is Ron Swanson.
*I believe that people, for the vast majority, are inherently good, strangers are just friends I haven’t met yet and that the world is full of love and potential to be even better.
He looks at me with a mixture of sadness, affection and wistfulness when I say these things, as if it would break his hurt to burst my bubble. He tells me I live in a bubble most times; a place where everything is lovely, where good triumphs over evil and where everything always works out in the end.
My bubble has been somewhat burst of late, and it saddens me.
Recently, I have witnessed people being utterly selfish and cruel, not giving so much as a thought to how their actions impact on the lives and feelings of others. I have experienced it first hand and watched helplessly as people close to me have had the same things happen to them. It makes me doubt my philosophy that people are good, that the world can be a kind and happy place.
Why are people so mean? Why? I have always opted to believe people’s nastiness is borne from their own feelings of sadness or insecurity and they feel a need to spread their misery around. I still think this could well be the root cause of people being horrible to each other but I am less inclined to let it slide anymore.
If you are sad, have had a horrible day, or feel bad about yourself, that does NOT give you the right to make anyone else’s life more difficult or unhappy. If you feel bad either ask for help, find way through or do whatever you need to do but do not take it out on innocent bystanders. Trust me, you will not feel better in the long run by infecting others with your misery.
You do not rise higher by putting other people down.
I am going to try very hard to maintain my inherent belief that people are good… I refuse to be dragged down. I will not join the OH in his opinion that “people are cunts”.
If the only thing I can do to help him and other people I love deal with the shit that life throws at us all is to be their Little Miss Sunshine then that is what I will do.
This world needs people to believe in beauty, even if it’s hard to see sometimes.
The world needs us deluded dreamers. Don’t you think?
Ciao!
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*footnote: Buzzfeed is never wrong!
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Skin
A story for Hallowe’en….
Enjoy!
Letter for Him
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Word for Wednesday (W4W) #37
This week’s word is…
Ah dreams! I am a big dreamer and always try to remember mine and frequently google them to try to work out their meanings. Many times the meanings really do relate to something happening in my life at the time. But then again, I guess you could argue, as with horoscopes, it’s all down to interpretation!
I get terrible nightmares where I wake up screaming – I actually purposefully wake myself up. It is difficult to explain, but the thing that happens in this recurrent nightmare is so awful, I feel an overwhelming need to escape it. I often experience a form of sleep paralysis where I can feel myself desperately trying to scream but my throat closes and won’t allow me to do so. It’s horrible. But I do manage to eventually wake myself and usually the OH too.
Other times I can experience lucid dreaming, which is wonderful! Or I can wake from a pleasurable dream and return to it if I try to, which is also a great feeling. And yes, I can have those dreams… the highly pleasurable ones… you know what I am talking about! Oh those are the BEST!
However, (as the word is used in film theory to represent a dreamlike/surreal state), I suspect I will pass through today in an oneiric fog, due to the fact that I got barely any sleep at all the last two nights. I have a busy day ahead of me and, whereas all I want to do is snuggle back under the duvet and snooze, I must get on with my usual chores.
I apologise for the short and distinctly poor W4W offering today, but I think you guys and gals will take pity on a blurry eyed, messy haired blogger, sitting in her bed with tea, trying her best to produce something!
My only hope is that tonight I will sleep and, with a bit of luck, enjoy a couple of good dreams and no nightmares.
Tell me about your dreams!
Ciao!
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Random Facts About Me – Food
I am awesome with eggs.
I prefer instant coffee to filter, unless I am out and can get a really good Americano.
I make my coffee with three heaped teaspoons and couldn’t imagine only using one as the jar suggests.
I prefer my toast to go cold before I butter it. Soggy buttery toast is not good.
The smell and taste of cucumber makes me nauseous.
I cannot understand why people eat mint sauce with lamb… seriously? Why?
The same goes for horseradish and anything.
If I had a Facebook status regarding food it would read “It’s Complicated”.
I often think of what to make for dinner before I’ve even had breakfast.
I always eat breakfast.
I am THAT woman that takes photos of her food to post to twitter.
I have instigated a rule with my bestie that we must send each other photos of our dinners.
She loves food as much as I do and gets ridiculously overexcited about leftovers.
I have never tasted anything Thai.
I do not see the point of cod – bland, flavourless, blah.
I love cheese but rarely allow myself to eat it.
Cold pizza rules.
I save a morsel of my dinner to treat the dogs once I am finished eating. They stare me down.
I have been caught perving on fellow diners food while eating out.
You do not want to be near me when I am hungry.
This:
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My Demon
This sums me up.
I have an insanely self-destructive nature. Always have had, for as long as I can remember.
I self-sabotage, self-harm, repeat mistakes whilst fully aware that I am doing so. I drive myself, (and people who care about me), crazy.
I have one massively self-destructive habit in particular that I simply cannot seem to shake off.
My Dark Demon.
I am aware of it; actually, it takes up far too much space in my head every waking, (and frequently dreaming), moment.
I know I need to stop it. I need to confront it and deal with it.
It is detrimental to my health and well-being, emotionally, psychologically and physically.
I have tried to fix this on my own with zero success but I am loath to seek any help from outside.
Why? I do not know.
I tend to think I am a strong person with most aspects of life. I have overcome more than my fair share of adversity and survived.
I generally have this attitude to life:
But this one thing lingers.
Sits on my shoulders and weighs me down.
I feel unable to find that power within myself. It feels impossible. Hopeless.
I know this week is not the week I will conquer this demon, but I truly hope I’ll get there… sooner rather than later.
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Writing this was meant to help me focus and work this out. Seems I have failed at that too!
Word for Wednesday (W4W) #36
This week’s word is…
Autumn
I am hard pressed to choose which is my favourite time of year; spring delights me because I relish all the new life and growth. I am a passionate gardener and seeing the buds and shoots arrive make my little heart leap enjoy. The lambs bouncing around in the fields nearby, the birds singing and mating in my garden… everything is perfect in spring.
But…
Autumn is simply, stunningly beautiful. I walk into town and am always in awe at the changing colours on the trees along my road. Some trees sport a palette of foliage ranging from still being green to mellow, burnt yellow to bright orange and even a slightly pinkish hue. The crisp fallen leaves bring me joy in two different ways.
First of all I love looking at them. I saw some so large they would easily cover body parts! Others fall while they are mid change, the tips dark red, fading to yellow and into a dying green towards the stem… nature’s canvas.
Second, and probably most importantly, I LOVE kicking through piles of fallen leaves, listening to the crackles of them underfoot and enjoying the sheer childlike joy that comes with the activity. I do not give one hoot if anyone else is around or watching me, if there is a pile of leaves I am in there! Life is too damn short to not kick a crunchy pile of fallen leaves. Once they begin to wilt and decay they give off, in my opinion, a lovely fermented scent.
The light in Autumn is stunning; that low sun that blinds you. I always feel, (quite vainly really), that it suits my colouring and feel somehow more comfortable in Autumn’s forgiving glow.
This morning I took the dogs out early and there was an icy mist hanging low in the air. It was chilly enough to need a jacket, even for just standing in the garden, yet when I took them out again at lunchtime I was blinded by the bright sunlight and felt the heat of it on my back as I stood, jacketless this time, waiting for the dogs to do their business. I smiled for no reason. It felt good.
Where Spring signifies new beginnings and energy, Autumn brings with it a sense of slowing down, a time to prepare ourselves for the trials of winter. It is a time to start cooking hearty comfort food, getting out last year’s wooly cardigans, think about lighting fires. It is a time to harvest mushrooms at dawn in country fields to bring home and cook with butter for breakfast. A time for thick soups and stews. A time to draw the curtains early and settle in for a night in front of the television. (You always know it’s Autumn when the TV gets better!)
I sit here now as the light begins to fade already at only 4.30pm, the kitchen chillier than it has been before today, considering the inevitability of turning on the central heating, wearing the OH’s fleece, thinking that yes Autumn has truly taken hold.
I will leave you with a poem that celebrates the season and with the question, what is your favourite time of year and why?
Ciao!
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12 Quick Questions to Discover if You Are an Empath
I am an empath! It’s hard but I’d never change it.
If you want to know if you are an Empath these questions will quickly help decide if you are:
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1. Do you walk into busy places and find yourself overwhelmed with emotions?
2. Do some people make you feel inexplicably uncomfortable, finding you stumble over your words or have uneasy sensations in the pit of your stomach when with them?
3. Did you experience any strange phenomena as a child, such as seeing or hearing ghosts, having imaginary friends, seeing energy fields around objects or people, or knowing things you shouldn’t?
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Word for Wednesday (W4W) #35
This week’s word is…
Week-endvy
I found this word on Schott.Blog and identified immediately.
The idea that everyone else is having a better weekend than I am is very familiar.
As you all are aware, I spend quite a large part of my time on twitter chatting with my buddies and I can honestly say I have never, ever talked up my social activities.
If anything I frequently bemoan how dull and routine my life is!
A typical Saturday tweet would read:
“Off for the highlight of my exciting weekend! Trip to Tesco. #Livingthelife”
My weekends are incredibly mediocre – breakfast, walk the dogs, bit of shopping, lunch, potter, dinner, TV and wine, bed. Yeah, I know… you feel the need to sit down or take a cold shower now don’t you?
At least, with age, I no longer really believe everyone else is having a weekend much more exciting than mine.
As with wondering if everyone else is having more and better sex than you, I think the longer we live our lives the more realistic we become that people are mostly the same. The chances are that most people you know are having more, or perhaps less, the same amount of sex that you’re having. Likewise, I suspect the majority of my mates most likely spend their weekends catching up on all those little chores that get neglected during the week, shopping, cleaning, laundry, and are quite happy to collapse in front of Dr. Who or X Factor with a beer or wine and a takeaway.
One thing I can assure you… you will never, ever have to feel week-endvy towards me… unless dog walking and general lolling about gets you hot under the collar!
How do you spend your weekends? Mundane routine or are you off sky-diving and bungee-jumping?
Ciao!
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