I have class at 8am on Mondays and keep forgetting the fact. I need to get ready soon, but wanted to post. It's a nice way to start my day.
My friends decided not to go at the last minute. I decided to go anyway, because I just really want to get involved here and meet some new people, do some new things, until something clicks. It turned out really well. It was a work function for Ed, and I spent the entire afternoon with the woman who runs the marketing department. Because she's in marketing, I met a ton of people. Really hit it off with her husband, too. I think we'll invite them over for dinner sometime soon. How cool is that?
Bkyoga, that parental stuff is so damn hard. I've definitely been there. Especially with my dad. We're close now, but I can still see how my relationship with them, and him in particular, is always going to be rooted in some really dysfunctional stuff. I hope there is some catharsis for you in reaching out to them. That was a really thoughtful post from Roadside.
Speaking of writing, When I was about 20, I spent several days writing and rewriting a letter to my parents. (On a typewriter! ha.) Somehow, and I can't even explain it, I worked out whatever it was that I needed, and woke up on day 4 clear of mind and able to move on. I tore up the letter(s) so I have no idea what happened, but I carry some of the thoughts with me to this day. The big realization was that our relationship had a pattern, and that in order to move on, I just needed to change my own little part in the pattern.
I also like the idea of an abstinent November. Also, the idea of exercising for 30 minutes everyday, at whatever level. I'm counting posting here as writing/journaling!
Lis, I'm really glad you posted. Thank you.
I'm late, again. Peace out peeps.
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