I had the same response really what the glowing fucktart.
Ive learned lesbians can not be trusted. All the ones I know are backstabbing damaged goods especially the pristine looking.
Back in Amsterdam if a gurl wants to be safe from Mocrohusslers she tells them shes a Serb. Works better than a gun in the nuts.
I don’t know.
Why do I want to hug everybody…right now? I think I am overflowing with happiness today and the good stuff has yet to start. Mama’s having a family dinner later and my baby Sister is in town for a visit and we are going to be soooooooooooooooooooo silly until the wee hours. Joker’s in for a treat. 
My taller mini me will be sleeping over and the dust will be blown off of all the board games. I love her but she tries to cheat, I mean fudge, like crazy sometimes, gotta watch her like a hawk.
37 weeks without tobacco, 41 weeks without alcohol. Looking forward to my first year of abstaining.
Congratulations. =D>
You can do it! I am sure.
WendyDarling,
Define what YOU mean by frolic?
But that’s a great dress.
My version of something to frolic in is
But they kind of have their similarities,don’t they?
Strolls and dashes anywhere. Not for dancing though.
Your styled dress would work for shallow waters as shown, after lots of splashing around, quick drying thin material. And the fitted busts, very similar.
Enjoying a moment of this early morning. Yep, it’s definitely coffee time.
Just returned from a long walk with Cotton. 
Twenty-five feet from our front door, he stops and gives me the look…Mama, I’m your baby who is tuckered out, so carry me, 
Mama. How could I ever refuse?
How much sorrow can a person endure watching a loved one die slowly over 8 weeks? Sorrow doesn’t seem an adequate description, more like anguish and agony. How does an overly sensitive person remain sane throughout this process? The dread of even imagining it, makes me queasy. It’s strange when you run out of tears.
In such situations, I am more bothered by other people showing their emotions than the main event itself.
It irritates me.
By other people, you mean strangers?
Not necessarily.
Let me know when you have something substantial to add other than random people irritate you.
Could it be because there’s not much that you can really do for them? With something like that I am convinced that one has to experience it in person to understand it, and even then it’s not easy. Most people do not enjoy helplessly watching others suffer, much less a loved one. Yes, some people are more stoic about it than others, and maybe some have to be ‘stronger’ than others, but I don’t think that they really are. I think it would be selfish to be ‘irritated’ by others’ emotionalism under such circumstances, as if they dare to disturb your serenity. It should be understood and excused. Sometimes, holding back strong emotions is not good for you. You let it out, let the grieving process take its course and move on. Life goes on, yes, but we are not rocks, either.
I think it’s better to be rational than emotional.
When people tell me to let my emotions out, they are literally asking me to become emotional like them.
That would be pulling me down on their level.
I am not without emotions. I simply do not express them the way many people do.
For example, the way my family does.
This calmness is precisely that which allows me to retain positive memory of the most negative experiences in my life.
I find it distasteful when people speak negatively of their suffering . . . when they express a great deal of hope of it never coming back.
That’s what emotionalism does to people.
They become unable to relive their memories.
The problem I have with emotional people is due to my experience which thought me that emotional people are very likely to interfer with and obstruct any kind of serious attempt to resolve the problem.
In other words, their emotionalism creates additional problems.
It’s not simply people crying that annoys me.
It’s the fact that they are very likely to mess things up.
When your loved one is dying and you’re crying, you’re making it difficult for them.
My grandma said the same to my mother two years ago.
Okay, but simply denying emotions is not healthy either; repression can act like a slow acting poison.
Ok. I suppose different people have different breaking strengths, but surprisingly, these things are not always clear cut. The final straw that breaks the camels back could be anything.
Well, I think it’s only natural not to want to relieve such memories; otherwise you might risk becoming a masochist or obsessed with suffering. The problem with thinking you’re stronger than what you really are is that it may lead to a type of coping delusion of sorts, in other words, you really have to know where your true limit is. Sometimes, before something breaks it will bend first, and that bend is not always noticeable. (I’m talking about repression of actual emotions that should be acknowledged and let out).
I am trying to apply your reasoning. Do you mean like pulling a plug on terminally ill family member? Or euthanasia?
I understand, a sick/dying persons wish. Many sick and dying people want to make light of the situation, but I can’t say that it’s easier on the ones who have to live with it. Some may call it a selfish reaction, but to others it may be a proof of deep attachment the degree of which is very difficult and painful to break.
Holding back emotion is not the same as not feeling emotion. If you’re holding back emotion, the emotion is still there and interferes with your rationality all the same.
Furthermore, emotion is essential for rationality. Without emotion, nothing would matter, including being rational.
I agree with gibmegib.
Emotions give life meaning, without emotions survival is without purpose.
I am a great proponent of emotions, but damn, they are so hard to bear…at times.
