Life is tiresome

DFAEKJF2021 · 2025-04-26T20:36:52+00:00

I literally had a few gin and tonics (Hendricks) and I had an epiphany. Life is there to grind you down. Into a pulp. I am playing catch up. All my life. This can’t be it right? And the worst thing is .. outwardly I look a very happy content person. I tick the right boxes.

NotSafeInTaxis · 26/04/2025 21:37

Have you perhaps had a lot of gin and tonics?

BottleBlondeMachiavelli · 26/04/2025 21:37

I’d switch to coffee.

MadamCholetsbonnet · 26/04/2025 21:39

Life is meaningless and everything dies.

Have a lovely weekend.

Octavia64 · 26/04/2025 21:39

More gin.

AnneLovesGilbert · 26/04/2025 21:40

It’s known as mother’s ruin. Go to bed and things will seem brighter in the morning. You can afford Hendricks, you’re doing okay!

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DFAEKJF2021 · 26/04/2025 21:42

AnneLovesGilbert · 26/04/2025 21:40

It’s known as mother’s ruin. Go to bed and things will seem brighter in the morning. You can afford Hendricks, you’re doing okay!

Best advise I had in a long time., I’ll finish ‘walking the line’ (been meaning to watch it for a few years and just got round to it)

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Jabberwok · 26/04/2025 21:49

No life is for the little things...the first swallow (flew over the house this morning). The child's laugh. The first beer. The brief shaft of sunlight on a hill side. That perfect golf shot. The wave that splashed your shoes. The hit of cold when you step out of the house on the first frosty morning.

Life isn't a continuous laughter track. It's grasping joy in the rare moments sometimes.

Yesterday I carried the coffin of my cousin. We grew up like brothers, I might not see him for a year...but he was me and I was him...we even looked alike. The nurse at the hospice swore as I walked in to see if for the last time. He was 58. His youngest grandchild is 5 weeks.

I am desolate...but a blue belled wood took my breath away today. We live, we endure, we seek out joy, for joys sake. We are human.

abricotine · 26/04/2025 21:51

What a beautiful and wise post @Jabberwok thank you for sharing it.

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DFAEKJF2021 · 26/04/2025 21:52

Jabberwok · 26/04/2025 21:49

No life is for the little things...the first swallow (flew over the house this morning). The child's laugh. The first beer. The brief shaft of sunlight on a hill side. That perfect golf shot. The wave that splashed your shoes. The hit of cold when you step out of the house on the first frosty morning.

Life isn't a continuous laughter track. It's grasping joy in the rare moments sometimes.

Yesterday I carried the coffin of my cousin. We grew up like brothers, I might not see him for a year...but he was me and I was him...we even looked alike. The nurse at the hospice swore as I walked in to see if for the last time. He was 58. His youngest grandchild is 5 weeks.

I am desolate...but a blue belled wood took my breath away today. We live, we endure, we seek out joy, for joys sake. We are human.

Wow sometimes beauty is in what we write.. and what you have just written brought me to tears. Life can be a grind. And as someone who knows trauma and pain and now ‘outwardly’ appears to be successful it feels so hollow. I wanted a reminder of its substance. So thank you. And I am sorry for your loss.

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Hallywally · 27/04/2025 15:28

Jabberwok · 26/04/2025 21:49

No life is for the little things...the first swallow (flew over the house this morning). The child's laugh. The first beer. The brief shaft of sunlight on a hill side. That perfect golf shot. The wave that splashed your shoes. The hit of cold when you step out of the house on the first frosty morning.

Life isn't a continuous laughter track. It's grasping joy in the rare moments sometimes.

Yesterday I carried the coffin of my cousin. We grew up like brothers, I might not see him for a year...but he was me and I was him...we even looked alike. The nurse at the hospice swore as I walked in to see if for the last time. He was 58. His youngest grandchild is 5 weeks.

I am desolate...but a blue belled wood took my breath away today. We live, we endure, we seek out joy, for joys sake. We are human.

Beautifully written and so insightful. I’ve been a bit down in the dumps today and this has cheered me up.

uncomfortablydumb60 · 27/04/2025 23:27

Put the Hendricks away and make yourself a coffee, then drink a pint of water