Hi everybody, tis the season of colds, flus and lurgy of unknown origin. We've been a bit short handed but my weekend has just started. It's been a very long week.
mouse Hope wee Nemo is feeling a little better today, sweetpea. I see Christmas at your house when I close my eyes. Warmth, love and peace. If I could find a tutu to fit, I would love to be the Fat Fairy for your tree so I could bask in that warmth and just be. xx
inde arse is it self pitying, me dear. Never. You say it like it is, real life pain, frustration, needs and wants. The mature approach is to come on here and get it off your chest. I love a bit of Auden. That poem? Perfect.
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hope my darling, my heart is yelling at you to sit tight. I don't know why, it just is. But you can't run away. Not without us. xx
baby hello tootie, imagine if you will...my grooming has fallen slightly by the wayside... I am like a woolly Shetland. I reckon I need a reverse hunter clip. My legs have built insulation.
How are you my horsey pal? Hold my hoof during the festive season, dear friend. I'm right here, xx
beaches hello quine, I read your wise words for hope, spot on, that's exactly it.
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thurso I spoke to my GP this week. It's not that I can't talk to my family, I just needed to talk to someone who wouldn't take on my pain for me. I know my family would want to, but at this moment in time I am scared that it would bring them bewilderment and hurt. I need to get things straight in my own head first, kinda make sense of stuff, know why I'm hurting. I'm not even sure myself why I'm slipping.
I know in my heart if my mam came on here, she would say the same as you. Being a deep thinker? It's a good thing. Your lad will be empathetic, and he will care. You did good. Honest. xx
venus, ah. You are the hallowed one. You maun poop rainbows and fart fairy dust. I agree with thurso, she thinks her jaikit's on a shoogly peg for some reason. xx
popcorn, I am a poetry lover. And a mince pie lover. And a dustbuster lover. My dustbuster is called Little. She is a crumb demon.
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movealong, I think most of us will have said that at one point. I know I did, and that's when I knew. Stay here, rant, laugh, cry, question. I am a binger, only on days off though because I can't function very well when I do drink. It wasn't the amount I was drinking, it was more the why. I'm a blotter. I need the numb. But it bites you back the next day. Amplifies stuff, somehow. I am trying very hard to get to the point where I don't feel the need to blot. xx
Must go to bed lovely ladies. I need to go to the art gallery tomorrow for a little me time. One of my havens. Perhaps the Breadmaker or Books and Beans. Little may be well enough for a walk tomorrow too, both of us shall wag and smile, xx