oh snidge! i wish i were home so we could talk. seriously... i'll listen. i promise. :) wishing you were here in AK.

snidget, i hope you're alright. take care of yourself.

Wishing you health

Oh honey....((big hugs))

Hey, if there's anybody that knows about the dark scary places of oneself, it's me. Therapy is hard. Excavating the stuff that has been buried for a long time is tough. It gets hidden for a reason, of course. Having an impartial party to talk to is so helpful. Any other person (parent, friend, etc) has their own agenda and their own baggage to bring to the conversation. Usually, that ain't good.

Oy vey...now get to the phone and call your therapist! Pronto!

I hope you phone your therapist. And don't worry about people judging. Hell, my closets are chock FULL and like I always say....walk a mile in MY moccasins before you judge ME! If you ever need an ear...my little Jewish impartial and completely empathetic one is always available. Life is rough. You should always have someone to read the map while you steer.

{hugs} Hope today is better and you make that appointment.

Wad lives in a perpetual "feelin' minnisota". Most days, wishing that even 70% was attainable.

Over a decade or alcohol abuse has ruined his short term memory, liver, and self coping mechanisms.

An additional decade of working out has destroyed his shoulders to the point of pain when playing with his spawn...

Two decades of being overweight has ruined his knees, ankles, hips, and waistline...

And yet, the Wad still gets out of bed each and every AM simply because he has to and there's no other way to look at it.

Take heart Snidge. You still have the Turtle and most of your health. And the Turtle? He's healthy. And thats a good thing too.

Think of it this way: things could be twenty million times worse, you could wake up tomorrow and be ME. Fortunately, for the sake of the entire universe, that ain't gonna happen. Tomorrow, you'll wake up and be a relatively normal human being, and not a fat, smelly engineer with gas and a shaving fetish.

Kinda puts it all in perspetive, don't it?

BTW, anyone "judges" you, lemme know, we'll inform them. With plunger handles and whipped cream.

And for that matter, Wad can sympathize with your feelings on your blog "constituency"... Wad started his blog with the same purpose. "Here Wad is! Fuck you if you don't like it!"

And then people close to the Wad started reading the Wad's blog. And in some memorable cases, reacting.

And then the Wad didn't feel like he could just "say anything".

And the Wad lost much of the satisfaction that comes with blogging.

Wad hates that.

Now Wad is all repressed and shit again. Bottled up and scrutenized. Must be circumspect. Must be careful what Wad sez.

Makes Wad mad enough to strangle a manatee in the nude.

Whoops.

There! See what Wad means?

Oh, and og? Who says the Wad doesn't have gas? Wad can clear out several rooms of a house if necessary.

I can totally relate. We put on our best face for everyone and totally discount what we are feeling and/or going through. I hope you do talk to someone. Therapy is good. Blogging can only compensate a tiny bit for that need to purge, unload, process, whatever.

Lots of people care, whether you tell us what's going on or not. My support is unconditional! We should start a group blog called "bloggers with baggage" and just have it be a place to anonymously spew. Or maybe there already is one. If so, let me know! I need to spew!

Q - that would make a GREAT ring!

the post was directed at Snidget not you, wad. I fully believe you have gas.

From what Broad says, anyway.

Aw, sorry Snidge. Don't be so hard on yourself, whatever it is! When's the last time you looked in a mirror, and said something REALLY NICE to yourself? We (especially women!) glance in the mirror (real or hypothetical) every day, and constantly assault ourselves with recriminations, accusations, and general negativity FAR TOO OFTEN. Without even knowing what is up, I can tell you that focusing on the positive things in your life (and about yourself!) is a step in the right direction. Cut yourself some slack, because you are your own worst critic. We all love the Snidge!

Oh, crap. Sorry to get all Dr. Phil on ya.

Hey Snidge, do what you have to do. It's a though thing to deal with but at least you have Turtle and thats more than some can say. Therapy is not a bad thing and if it helps you work things out then it's truly worth it, trust me.

Drop email if you want to talk.

(hugs) I hope today is better.

Hi Snidget...I'm a new visitor to your blog and also happen to be your spoiler...
I'm sorry to hear that things are not going so great for you right now, and I hope they get better real soon!
Hugs

Yep I can relate too.My stupid body is letting me down too lately! But ...its just a phase and it will pass,yours and mine.
Hope you get feeling better soon sweetie.

{{{hugs}}}