You know what? I won't say i told you so, but i will stand there and stare judgingly at them so they can FEEL the " I told you so" spewing from my body. Good Advice.
Hello, I am glad you are back. EX Navy, no wonder...My second son and my brother are both ex-navy and they both think ahead like you in another post talked about. Eight kids...lucky you. I raised three of my own then helped my daughter raise five. Your house must be bubbling with personalities.
Yes my oldest son was an alcoholic. I couldn't help him. I could not get him to even TRY to stop. It didn't end well for us. He took his own life at age 45 on his birthday. When a person doesn't want help there is nothing you can do. We tried interventions, we tried walking away, alcohol and drugs won.
yes maybe you are lol seriously I get it. You don't sound like Spock to me. Remember Vulcans don't get riled.
You sound like a kindred spirit to my brother. BE PREPARED always for any and everything. Don't give up on your loved ones, not everyone thinks ahead. Some of us less evolved people like to slide along life's slopes on our butts. Good luck sometimes we have to experience the bunders before we learn. It might help that you can always say "I told you so."
Teach yes, love harder.
Nope! no swelling or strange feelings. I do get this killer itch sometimes but it's not just in my feet, it's in different extremities at different times, but other than that, nothing.
They can tell a lot by blood tests and visually as far as diabetes. If it's Type to you can control it with diet awareness. I know one person who lost enough weight that she's no longer diabetic.
Do your feet swell up or have any unique feelings in them?
Yes, I have been reading your entries with interest. You have a talent for expressing yourself with honesty. I can apreciate that. I have experienced some very similar things in my life, as well.
If I were to do a review, I would have to call out the punctuation (or lack thereof)
But perhaps, some of this may be intentional to allow your feelings to be expressed. You are the writer here, but I just wanted to give my thoughts on this. Another thing I need to mention is the incomplete wording, such as, in”S”, 2nd line. “Feels like the world is moving i slow motion.
I really do like your work and look forward to reading more of it. Thank you for sharing.
I agree. I think the reason so many people side with him, who have no reason to side with him, is because they've dug their heels in. They've been scorned by people who knew better than they did, and the only way out of it for them, mentally, is to not be in the wrong. So they convince themselves that they aren't. In order to not be wrong, Trump has to be good. So he is, and everyone who says he isn't is lying. I think getting out of this mess is going to be tricky, and I'm not sure we can. But out best shot is to stop putting Trump's followers on the defensive and get them to understand that they have a place among us if they want to have one--and they must have a place, otherwise they will never leave Trump's side. Why would they?
I'm sorry. Getting your house back and your daughter back is a blessing, albeit in disguise.I do hope the police get him first. He won't even realize what he did was so wrong. SADLY. Work on healing her, she needs your help. Thanks for sharing.
With all the drama i am going through right now, why do i feel like i'm made of steel? like i can chew up iron and spit out nails? i know why. God made me this way. And HE doesnt give you anything you can't handle. What is that saying? When life gives you lemons, make lemonade! There is always a way out of a situation. It might not be the way you hoped for, and nine times out of ten it definately won't be the easy way, but there is always a way. Either put on the Big Boy pants and handle your problems or lay down and take that long dirt nap,Life is just one situation passing into another one, so get used to it and keep it pushin.Use your friends as support, (if you got more than two good friends,i suspect some of them aint friends) and be there for them. Family will fuck you over the fastest, but someone in the family has to be that anchor that keeps the family together. In my family, that's me. If it isnt you in your family, your probably part of the problem. God. He is the key to it all. Pray, talk to HIM and much stress can be relieved , and problems solved.Bottom line? Quit crying like a lil bitch and handle your business. Holla At Ya Boy!
Ok, i am not dumb. And i believe in God, and do my best to be as Christ-like as the way God made me will allow. But damn it, some folks just need killing. Yes, i was a menace to society when i was young. Yes i sold drugs, stole things, and ran with a gang or two.But i have repented. I am now a family man , raising kids that do NOT do what i did, and are NOT menaces to the neighborhood. And then come our down the street neighbors. Wild children and ignorant parents. Since my kids speak proper english, dont smoke weed , dont dress like sluts/gangsters, and act like they have some home training, the kids down the street want to fight them. They call my kids bitches and ho's all day long, and i have to fight to keep my kids from running down the street to kick some ass. That's what needs to happen, because i have talked to the parents of these wildlings, girls for the most part, and they are as ignorant as the kids. Now the mother wants to get a group of women together and jump on my wife because my wife defends our kids. The husband talks shit about shooting up our house when i'm not around, but talks like an old buddy when i confront them. I would happily let the fight that is brewing happen, except this is Detroit. People get killed over shit like this daily, and i wont let pride put my family in a situation where someone gets killed. So since the house is in foreclosure (Thank God it isnt foreclosed under our name) and the repairs to it are tripling, we have decided to move. My kids think we are running from these people. No, we are running from ignorance. I am almost 50 yrs. old, and i am too old to go to jail now.We out. HOLLA AT YA BOY!
OK! Still in the fight for the house, and it looks like we will win. So 99 problems but the house aint one. So for the last three days i have practiced the art of not killing a motherfucker. My daughters boyfriend jumped on her and treated her real bad. Had to pick her up from the hospital. She is sore as hell, missing a patch of hair he ripped out, and short of alot of dignity. The wife and i got her back, and so do all her cousins, uncles, aunts, friends, and dudes that liked her before she got with this video game playin loser. He is in hiding right now, even not going to his job. For his sake, he better hope the police catch him before we do. Holla at ya boy!
Well the world keeps turning, and amongst other things it kicks off, bullshit abounds. A new group has formed here where i work, making a new system for painting cars in another country. if it can be done (and it can) it stands to make millions of bucks. Instead of being the #2 guy on the project, they hired two fresh out of college kids, who will be placed over me, and one guy with some experience who i will have to train, but otherwise be on the same level as. Fuck it, ya gotta do what ya gotta do. HOLLA.
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