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I awoke to seeing that overnight my car window was broken and my radio stolen.
Of course i immediately turned this into someone doing this to me, and then talked myself into realizing that there are just "thirsty" people in the world, who steal.
But i feel so down right now. I feel so alone. I feel so alone that i have to go clean it alone.
I feel that as I am cleaning it that "people" maybe even the person who did it, will be watching me and ridiculing me. I hate that i feel that way. I want to accept my feelings.
As i sit here getting in touch with how i feel, i realize this person did it for themselves and then i think of my sexual abuse perp and how he did it for himself, and the molester, and my verbally and emotionally abusive father and how he did that to boos his ego, and that makes me cry even more.
I am the victim and I am, out of habit, making it about them, and it's not about them. This is about me, right? And the hassle i have to go through to clean-up their mess, their mess that they laid on me and that feels like such a burden.
And now my thoughts are just racing in what seems to be a logical pathway but is just too fast to write down adn makese sense of and i feel clogged.
Of course i immediately turned this into someone doing this to me, and then talked myself into realizing that there are just "thirsty" people in the world, who steal.
But i feel so down right now. I feel so alone. I feel so alone that i have to go clean it alone.
I feel that as I am cleaning it that "people" maybe even the person who did it, will be watching me and ridiculing me. I hate that i feel that way. I want to accept my feelings.
As i sit here getting in touch with how i feel, i realize this person did it for themselves and then i think of my sexual abuse perp and how he did it for himself, and the molester, and my verbally and emotionally abusive father and how he did that to boos his ego, and that makes me cry even more.
I am the victim and I am, out of habit, making it about them, and it's not about them. This is about me, right? And the hassle i have to go through to clean-up their mess, their mess that they laid on me and that feels like such a burden.
And now my thoughts are just racing in what seems to be a logical pathway but is just too fast to write down adn makese sense of and i feel clogged.
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theatre and I are there already. I'm having a very berry tea with crackers, cheese and cherry tomatoes and she's having a joint with some beer and we're both on really comfy recliners on thick pile carpet. we need some help with the decor if anyone is around??
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I'm trying to exercise daily. I was doing fairly well until I sprained my ankle 2 weeks ago but now I'm getting back on the horse. Today I walked over a mile with my arm weights that are about 22lbs total. I was out of shape and it was hard on my arms. I also did my 30 situps. I'm also going to drink a lot of water and try to eat healthy. I do tend to have a sweet tooth but I'm cutting...
Ron
It sucks what was done. There are just some real assholes out there that have no respect and don't have the guts to earn to buy things. They need to take. I had a car stolen once, and it really is intrusive. You will get thru this.
I am trying to get angry. And i have to get dressed so i can take care of this and myself.