I am publishing this early, just in case the rapture happens on schedule. Sure, it don't (and won't) apply to me, but I hate losing any potential readers!
Been a bit distracted this week, as you may have noticed. Snappish, tense, terse - all a normal part of me, yeah, but magnified.
Got flu. Work has been hell. The words, normally so effortless,have been reluctantly trickling onto the screen, with an average of one typo per two words. It takes sheer talent to spell "a" wrong - three times in a row.
The youngest has started teething, with all the screaming and biting anything in its way - ankles, pets and computer cables included - which that entails. The other one has discovered the joys of the word "F*ck" and is using it everywhere, including school and church. Yeah, I know it is odd to hear a guy talking about this stuff - deal with it.
My lady is away for the week for work. So i do what any person who wants to cling to the tattered remnants of their sanity does. I turn to my online friends, since the flu is in the shivering/sweaty stage that pretty much stops me from going out except for the school run. Most of them I have met at some stage or other, so they are RL friends too. We know each other. We are always there for each other.
They are all busy with something. No time to chat. Stuff to do, things to sort out, stories to write and paintings to finish. No time to listen to my complaints about my terrible week. Yet you know what?
It didn't matter one single bit.
Watching them work frantically, dropping in the odd suggestion, getting involved in their problems, they all helped me to simply forget my own problems for a bit. When I remembered them, well, I couldn't work out why they had me so stressed. They were nothing now. Just the day to day crap everyone has to deal with.
It taught me a lesson. Being there for your friends is far, far better medicine than them being there for you. You feel better through helping than through receiving sympathy that lets you stay firmly on the pity pot.
Helping others is the best way to help yourself. By forgetting yourself in the needs of the moment, you become more sane. So, in that spirit, I am repeating the link to what they did. Click it. Buy it. Read it.
You will love it as much as I love the people who put it all together.
Thanks guys. And next time? Count me in.
Been a bit distracted this week, as you may have noticed. Snappish, tense, terse - all a normal part of me, yeah, but magnified.
Got flu. Work has been hell. The words, normally so effortless,have been reluctantly trickling onto the screen, with an average of one typo per two words. It takes sheer talent to spell "a" wrong - three times in a row.
The youngest has started teething, with all the screaming and biting anything in its way - ankles, pets and computer cables included - which that entails. The other one has discovered the joys of the word "F*ck" and is using it everywhere, including school and church. Yeah, I know it is odd to hear a guy talking about this stuff - deal with it.
My lady is away for the week for work. So i do what any person who wants to cling to the tattered remnants of their sanity does. I turn to my online friends, since the flu is in the shivering/sweaty stage that pretty much stops me from going out except for the school run. Most of them I have met at some stage or other, so they are RL friends too. We know each other. We are always there for each other.
They are all busy with something. No time to chat. Stuff to do, things to sort out, stories to write and paintings to finish. No time to listen to my complaints about my terrible week. Yet you know what?
It didn't matter one single bit.
Watching them work frantically, dropping in the odd suggestion, getting involved in their problems, they all helped me to simply forget my own problems for a bit. When I remembered them, well, I couldn't work out why they had me so stressed. They were nothing now. Just the day to day crap everyone has to deal with.
It taught me a lesson. Being there for your friends is far, far better medicine than them being there for you. You feel better through helping than through receiving sympathy that lets you stay firmly on the pity pot.
Helping others is the best way to help yourself. By forgetting yourself in the needs of the moment, you become more sane. So, in that spirit, I am repeating the link to what they did. Click it. Buy it. Read it.
You will love it as much as I love the people who put it all together.
Thanks guys. And next time? Count me in.
No one can expect advice from any other you than the you of the moment. So if this moment, day, or even week you are feeling venom on your tongue and acid on your keys, we can want nothing different from you. And anyone one who does, has unrealistic expectations of their fellow human beings.
Aw, MM. I know exactly what you mean about how helping others is the best way to feel better. A few years ago, when my friend committed suicide, the FIRST thing I did was rush to our mutual friends and make sure they were okay. That was best for me. Of course, I needed to self-medicate, too, but only later, and not to any serious degree. So I totally get what you're saying.
:D You get +30 yay points!
MM, if you want to promote your book, just promote your book and spare us the narcissistic, disingenuous drivel about finding the meaning of life while helping your pals write a book (which you link us to not once but twice). Your blog postings are insufferable, man. Get over yourself.
"Paintings to finish." You crack me up.