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Posted on: Tuesday 04/17/2018 04:53:42

There is so much going on, and so much to do right now. The timing of everything in concert with everything else is both important and unknown. It's like my head is a clothes dryer and each thing is an article of clothing. 

The thing that bothers me the most right now though, is the parallel to my bipolar disorder in terms of other people. I'm hearing the same things from people, especially family- Stay positive, you can get through this, remember how strong you are, and so on. These things may be true of someone with a mental illness, but they don't want to hear those things. They come off as meaningless and even annoying. Studies have shown it.

I am very appreciative of the help people are giving me so far. They are being awesome. I am getting all the support I could ask for or need from family and friends. It's just that I don't need the "chin up" and "everything happens for a reason". I have learned how strong I am over the last handful of years. I know I will come out of this with flying colors. 

However, I don't believe this retirement thing happened because some higher power thinks I should move home and end up having a much happier life. I know I will have a much happier life. But this didn't happen because of fate, the gods, or karma. It happened because my former bosses are soul sucking, twatwaffles with no loyalty or conscience. 

Anyway,sorry my friends. It's just my mood right now and I needed to vent for a minute. 

  • Simon Says:
    Headline:

    Man found dead after repeatedly being struck by lightning while in his apartment. Police spokesman says ‘It was divine retribution. He doubted.’

  • lunamor Says:
    You are entirely correct - what happened happened because people decided it would. I hate the “everything happens for a reason” bullshit too (I mean, really, what good reason is there for my son’s brain to produce so much lightning he hurts himself all the time and never remembers stuff?). It’s not helpful. We just need to deal with our shit, mourn when we can, and get on with life as we’re able.

  • kittenheel Says:
    I am incredibly thankful that when my son was 8 and was in a go-cart accident and had to be airlifted to Chattanooga that I didn't hear his step-mother say "It's God's will," as if having been programmed. I honestly think I would have hit her. No, it's because his dumbass father put him in a machine for which he wasn't big enough, and then went back to his car to read the paper rather than watching him, you brainwashed Stepford Twat. Honestly, Don, I think one of the reasons I don't say much when I get really depressed these days is precisely because I don't want to hear all the "chin up" bullshit. I know what you mean. /homepage
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