Maybe its preparation. I am indeed taking less and less responsibility for others. I’ve noticed one particular relationship that has declined in frequency though not in closeness, because it’s never been very close at all.
I lived in London for 3 ½ years and I never had any crime committed against me. I never felt scared going home late at night or getting drunk with semi strangers. The TV and papers were still telling me how horrid the world is, but they weren’t telling me to be scared because I have a vagina.
I don't know what these coincidences means. I would previously tried to create all manner of magical connections. Now, when I see them I'm encouraged by them and move on. Maybe there is some big mystical plan that is coming together. Maybe the completely world is random.
I think I’m noticing that I do have a hot flush after dinner, and just when I get into bed. These events usually happen about the same time each day so I can’t tell if it’s the activity or the timing.
I already knew that today’s project was not going to be completed today. In my mind, I was prepared to hear him out and then decide if I could/would do it and if so, how and when. I have now officially stepped down from any back yard projects.
In the past, to cope with these situations we would both turn into hosts, not trying to out-do the real hosts of the event, but hosting any small grouping we found ourselves in. I think I usually found myself with some other shy and/or introvert and would then host them. Keep the conversation going, ask lots of questions to keep them talking and make them feel comfortable.
Yes, I stalk about Buddhism sometimes and they say don’t kill, as do all the major religions and philosophies. They also so if there is a mouse in your house it can bring disease and cause a lot of trouble so the mouse can be killed.
Happiness can be quiet, closer to contentment. Success is spending hours doing something I enjoy at not have to throw any of my efforts out.
One of the good things about taking leave from work last year was all that time alone. I didn’t feel lonely. I think it helped me cope.
Ooooooooooh. I remember this feeling from binging. There were some sessions where I would reach this point mid-afternoon and calculate when I could start eating again later in the evening.