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Thanks Amy I am better,Its been only three days since it happened,and I see that it hurt a little less,and I am putting things in there place. Now anger goes to the right persons not back to me.
<I say that a year from now, you may look on this new revelation as a blessing in diguise, as it was the wakeup call you needed to get you out of a relationship that was bringing you down in so many ways already. I believe you .I had a moment of total dispair but it was that a moment just like when you receive punch.But I am a feighter I already survive against all odds. I can do it again. I cant count on my family ,and sickness and a controling husband made me loose my friends. Also I dont whant to impose on others. I will be ok ,thank to you all ,by holing my hand through the worst of the storm . Can I give a big hug to all the one that post here to me and e-mail me. Thank you again,I will really be ok. Elise – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Oh Honey, don’t give up hope. There may not be anything you can do about your husband and his very insensitive mistress, but you can look after yourself and stick him for the bill. the heartbreak passes, believe me, and life can be good again. Reach out to your family and old friends. Don’t go through this alone. Amy
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God, another WHINER. Should I quote those who have told ME that I’d be doing the world a FAVOR if I ended it all? Take their words and apply them to YOU, please. Ray Gordon, Author The Player’s Encyclopedia: Everything you need to know about seduction http://www.cybersheet.com/library.html
Ray ,stupidity is not a handicap ,go park somewhere else. Elise
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Hello Janie Thank you for your two post . The first ,yes I have a sense of humor and it help me go through lots of bad stuff. The second post: I will take a look at it.That morning that I made the choice to open my computer instead of opening the bottles,my choice was make,I was going to stay and fight. Because of the help I found here I know it will be better. Because of my childhood I tend to isolate myself when I hurt.(solitude was security) I try to read as many posts as I can.Each one touch me ,every one here know,been there. Man or woman the pain is the same. So for now it is one day at a time,I cant plan for longer then that. But I am definitly not giving up.Like some one said if you kill yourself they win. Big hug Janie – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Thanks Amy I am better,Its been only three days since it happened,and I see that it hurt a little less,and I am putting things in there place. Now anger goes to the right persons not back to me. Elise, I’m glad to see you found more stable footing as the week went on. You started out in a pretty scary place, a place I am all too familiar with. Did you have a chance to look into the links on our newsgroup website? There’s one sub-page we started some time back, when another poster was feeling suicidal and we wanted to find a way to help (click on "Divorce Hurts…..But It Doesn’t Mean The End Of Your World!!! Words of Wisdom and Encouragement From the Posters of alt.support.divorce" from the main page at http://home.earthlink.net/~mackool/asd/ ). Keep posting and sharing – even when you hurt this bad, there will be times when you find you can help someone else also. That will help you build your confidence, which will go a long way toward lessening the intensity of these feelings you’re experiencing right now. Warmly, Janie — The reason why rivers and seas receive the homage of a hundred mountain streams is that they keep below them. – Lao Tse
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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – It sounds like you’ve really been through an awful time in your life, but I promise you, it is possible to heal and be happy. Life CAN be good. YOUR life can become good. Please, please give it a chance. Please, put the pills away and seek help. Is there a friend or family member you can talk to? A pastor? Can you see a counselor? If you have been isolated, then often the first step toward healing is to get back in contact with others. You mentioned a daughter – no matter how old you are, and how old your daughter is, your suicide would hurt her horribly, and she would never get over it. Do you have other children? If you do, they need you too. There are a number of wise and wonderful people on this newsgroup who will no doubt give you much advice and encouragement. (There are a few clods, too, but if you give people a chance you will soon learn who is who.) There is so much to live for – your daughter, other friends and family, and yourself. Your husband may have hurt you, but there are wonderful people in the world who will care about you. Make some friends here, if you don’t have anybody you can talk to face to face. Reading and participating in this newsgroup helped me a lot, and I think it will help you. Let people, both here and in other parts of your life, know what is going on so they can help. It is true what they say, that "suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem". There are others here who can give you much better advice and counsel than I can, but I may have been the first to read your post, and just wanted to take the time to say I care, and there are others who will care, too. Please post again and let us know how you are. I would really like to hear from you again. Feel free to e-mail if you would like. S.B. Hello I am new here.This is like a last hope.I just found out last friday that my husband was having an affair with a women for the last seven months. Been maried for 32 years.For all those year he was slowly isolating me from my family ,my friends.He was a very controling and angry person. I am affraid to leave.I am also sick.(have a rare desease but was strong enough to work in my own business that I started myself and pay lots of his dets during the last years. His mistress called me friday night to tell me to let him go to her,that he did not love me anny more etc… I did not know and was close to going crazy from the pain it cause me to hear that. I still am.After confronting him ,he tell me that he love me that he had broke up with her two weeks ago,… Can I believe him?I dont know.He did so much,Lied so much.Made me and my daughter loose two houses,and find out just weeks before that we where loosing them. I keep telling him that love is not suppose to hurt. Each time he do something like that I fergive him,I know I let him get away with all that,but I dont have a choice. If I were young and healthy I would be out so fast. And I am not staying for the money he never keep a penny even with a penaion and other revenues.I know there are good men,but never been lucky enough to have them aroud me. This morning I am wrigting this and my bottles of pills are next to me. I am hoping as a last resort to find somewere ,a small reason to live.My life been hell from the beginning(incest,rape,abuse)I have enought.THere are only so much that a person can take alone. Please,please give me a reason to live ,I dont whant to die ,but see no choice. Sorry for the long post,and I have to stop cant see with the tears in my eyes. Thank you for reading me . Elise P S Sorry for my spelling mistakes.
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Thank you so much for caring,I was hoping so much for someone to answer me you all did. It help so much,I did put away the pills,I am so very hurt .but each of your words is helping. Jeff I will keep your phone number and call you it gets to bad,and I thank you. I swing to hope to dispair all the time. But you are right I will find help. You know I am not depress I am angry,hurt,and I am turning this anger toward me,instead of my husband. As for my daughter she is 31 and she is,you are right my reason to live. I love her more then myself. With my husband affair ,,it is the lies that hurt the most .Most of you know what I am talking about.
You are so very right Elise–far too many of us have been where you are at now. The good news is that fair number of us are where *we* are now, after hanging on through the hurt and anger, to find a far better place than where we were before. I hope you can trust me enough to believe it when I say that a year from now, you may look on this new revelation as a blessing in diguise, as it was the wakeup call you needed to get you out of a relationship that was bringing you down in so many ways already. If I were not sick it would be a different thing. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Luckyly I am finacialy idependant(well almost) I guess luck have nothing to do with it. I have started a business to years ago ,that I run from my laptop (often in bed when to sick.) And it is going very well.I been working at it 12 hours a day for those two years. I had to do it ,my husband made us loose two houses because of is bad administration of money.Now I make and keep my own.He was alway controling everything and me. And I dont say that all men are bad ,far from that . Even with all I had to go through I still believe in the goodness of peoples. This the only reason that I posted here this morning.I f you dont mind I will stay with you all for a while Thank you so much for that little ray of hope and your friendship offerred so kindly. This is more then I had in a long time. Elise You are going through a very traumatic time in your life. As others have said, it is temporary. There is a light at the end of the tunnel. The problem is that you cannot see the light and so you don’t believe it. You do not need to go through these darks days alone. Others can help you find your way back into the sunlight. Many of them are right here. Others can be found at your local suicide and crisis intervention center a short phone call away, and then there are therpists which your physician or area mental health agency can refer you to. Whatever you do. Do not isolate yourself from other caring people. If you just keep breathing, and if you’re patient with yourself, you will get through this and the dark days will pass. Just breathe. ==Roger== — ===Rog’=== Hello I am new here.This is like a last hope.I just found out last friday that my husband was having an affair with a women for the last seven months. Been maried for 32 years.For all those year he was slowly isolating me from my family ,my friends.He was a very controling and angry person. I am affraid to leave.I am also sick.(have a rare desease but was strong enough to work in my own business that I started myself and pay lots of his dets during the last years. His mistress called me friday night to tell me to let him go to her,that he did not love me anny more etc… I did not know and was close to going crazy from the pain it cause me to hear that. I still am.After confronting him ,he tell me that he love me that he had broke up with her two weeks ago,… Can I believe him?I dont know.He did so much,Lied so much.Made me and my daughter loose two houses,and find out just weeks before that we where loosing them. I keep telling him that love is not suppose to hurt. Each time he do something like that I fergive him,I know I let him get away with all that,but I dont have a choice. If I were young and healthy I would be out so fast. And I am not staying for the money he never keep a penny even with a penaion and other revenues.I know there are good men,but never been lucky enough to have them aroud me. This morning I am wrigting this and my bottles of pills are next to me. I am hoping as a last resort to find somewere ,a small reason to live.My life been hell from the beginning(incest,rape,abuse)I have enought.THere are only so much that a person can take alone. Please,please give me a reason to live ,I dont whant to die ,but see no choice. Sorry for the long post,and I have to stop cant see with the tears in my eyes. Thank you for reading me . Elise P S Sorry for my spelling mistakes.
—– Dr. Kathryn Litherland, Managing Editor Journal of Latin American Anthropology "Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, concerned citizens can change the world. Indeed, it’s the only thing that ever has." –Margaret Mead http://www.students.uiuc.edu/~lither
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Thanks Cal I just look at her site ,very nice I will read it tonight. Elise – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Elise, You may want to check out the ASD website which is: http://home.earthlink.net/~mackool/asd One of our regulars, Janie, who WILL be responding to you when she gets a chance (of that I’m certain), has done a fabulous job of updating and maintaining this website, with a list of who’s who, quotes, stories, and a list of recourses available. You can get through this….so many of us here are willing to help you through the toughest times. Take care, Cal~ You are all so nice,thanks Jeff,I already found so much support in here. When I posted this morning I did not have much hope,but I am overwhelm by the intelligent,constructive and caring e-mails I got. Thank you helping getting my life and my pride back.
PS Thanks Mary Lou Elise No, I thank YOU! I have no idea who you are or where you are from but I thought about you all morning. No matter how hard it gets, tell youself you will not cave in. I too, just joined this newsgroup and I’m already glad I did. There are SO MANY helpful people here that give honest advice from their experiences. I just wish I had known about this during the ‘dark days’ of my divorce. I must admit though, some stories I read here bring back a lot of bad memories but it helps me to realize that I have made it through the worst time of my life. You will too! Jeff Thank you so much for caring,I was hoping so much for someone to answer me you all did. It help so much,I did put away the pills,I am so very hurt .but each of your words is helping. Jeff I will keep your phone number and call you it gets to bad,and I thank you. I swing to hope to dispair all the time. But you are right I will find help. You know I am not depress I am angry,hurt,and I am turning this anger toward me,instead of my husband. As for my daughter she is 31 and she is,you are right my reason to live. I love her more then myself. With my husband affair ,,it is the lies that hurt the most .Most of you know what I am talking about. If I were not sick it would be a different thing. Luckyly I am finacialy idependant(well almost) I guess luck have nothing to do with it. I have started a business to years ago ,that I run from my laptop (often in bed when to sick.) And it is going very well.I been working at it 12 hours a day for those two years. I had to do it ,my husband made us loose two houses because of is bad administration of money.Now I make and keep my own.He was alway controling everything and me. And I dont say that all men are bad ,far from that . Even with all I had to go through I still believe in the goodness of peoples. This the only reason that I posted here this morning.I f you dont mind I will stay with you all for a while Thank you so much for that little ray of hope and your friendship offerred so kindly. This is more then I had in a long time. Elise You are going through a very traumatic time in your life. As others have said, it is temporary. There is a light at the end of the tunnel. The problem is that you cannot see the light and so you don’t believe it. You do not need to go through these darks days alone. Others can help you find your way back into the sunlight. Many of them are right here. Others can be found at your local suicide and crisis intervention center a short phone call away, and then there are therpists which your physician or area mental health agency can refer you to. Whatever you do. Do not isolate yourself from other caring people. If you just keep breathing, and if you’re patient with yourself, you will get through this and the dark days will pass. Just breathe. ==Roger== — ===Rog’=== Hello I am new here.This is like a last hope.I just found out last friday that my husband was having an affair with a women for the last seven months. Been maried for 32 years.For all those year he was slowly isolating me from my family ,my friends.He was a very controling and angry person. I am affraid to leave.I am also sick.(have a rare desease but was strong enough to work in my own business that I started myself and pay lots of his dets during the last years. His mistress called me friday night to tell me to let him go to her,that he did not love me anny more etc… I did not know and was close to going crazy from the pain it cause me to hear that. I still am.After confronting him ,he tell me that he love me that he had broke up with her two weeks ago,… Can I believe him?I dont know.He did so much,Lied so much.Made me and my daughter loose two houses,and find out just weeks before that we where loosing them. I keep telling him that love is not suppose to hurt. Each time he do something like that I fergive him,I know I let him get away with all that,but I dont have a choice. If I were young and healthy I would be out so fast. And I am not staying for the money he never keep a penny even with a penaion and other revenues.I know there are good men,but never been lucky enough to have them aroud me. This morning I am wrigting this and my bottles of pills are next to me. I am hoping as a last resort to find somewere ,a small reason to live.My life been hell from the beginning(incest,rape,abuse)I have enought.THere are only so much that a person can take alone. Please,please give me a reason to live ,I dont whant to die ,but see no choice. Sorry for the long post,and I have to stop cant see with the tears in my eyes. Thank you for reading me . Elise P S Sorry for my spelling mistakes.
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Ray, you need to seek counseling more than Elise does. And your website sucks. Jeff – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Suicide is not the answer, it’s a cowards way out. I do not mean to be harsh. Actually, apathy is the coward’s way out. Ray Gordon, Author The Player’s Encyclopedia: Everything you need to know about seduction http://www.cybersheet.com/library.html
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Oh Honey, don’t give up hope. There may not be anything you can do about your husband and his very insensitive mistress, but you can look after yourself and stick him for the bill. the heartbreak passes, believe me, and life can be good again. Reach out to your family and old friends. Don’t go through this alone. Amy
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Elise, You may want to check out the ASD website which is: http://home.earthlink.net/~mackool/asd One of our regulars, Janie, who WILL be responding to you when she gets a chance (of that I’m certain), has done a fabulous job of updating and maintaining this website, with a list of who’s who, quotes, stories, and a list of recourses available. You can get through this….so many of us here are willing to help you through the toughest times. Take care, Cal~
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – You are all so nice,thanks Jeff,I already found so much support in here. When I posted this morning I did not have much hope,but I am overwhelm by the intelligent,constructive and caring e-mails I got. Thank you helping getting my life and my pride back.
PS Thanks Mary Lou Elise No, I thank YOU! I have no idea who you are or where you are from but I thought about you all morning. No matter how hard it gets, tell youself you will not cave in. I too, just joined this newsgroup and I’m already glad I did. There are SO MANY helpful people here that give honest advice from their experiences. I just wish I had known about this during the ‘dark days’ of my divorce. I must admit though, some stories I read here bring back a lot of bad memories but it helps me to realize that I have made it through the worst time of my life. You will too! Jeff Thank you so much for caring,I was hoping so much for someone to answer me you all did. It help so much,I did put away the pills,I am so very hurt .but each of your words is helping. Jeff I will keep your phone number and call you it gets to bad,and I thank you. I swing to hope to dispair all the time. But you are right I will find help. You know I am not depress I am angry,hurt,and I am turning this anger toward me,instead of my husband. As for my daughter she is 31 and she is,you are right my reason to live. I love her more then myself. With my husband affair ,,it is the lies that hurt the most .Most of you know what I am talking about. If I were not sick it would be a different thing. Luckyly I am finacialy idependant(well almost) I guess luck have nothing to do with it. I have started a business to years ago ,that I run from my laptop (often in bed when to sick.) And it is going very well.I been working at it 12 hours a day for those two years. I had to do it ,my husband made us loose two houses because of is bad administration of money.Now I make and keep my own.He was alway controling everything and me. And I dont say that all men are bad ,far from that . Even with all I had to go through I still believe in the goodness of peoples. This the only reason that I posted here this morning.I f you dont mind I will stay with you all for a while Thank you so much for that little ray of hope and your friendship offerred so kindly. This is more then I had in a long time. Elise You are going through a very traumatic time in your life. As others have said, it is temporary. There is a light at the end of the tunnel. The problem is that you cannot see the light and so you don’t believe it. You do not need to go through these darks days alone. Others can help you find your way back into the sunlight. Many of them are right here. Others can be found at your local suicide and crisis intervention center a short phone call away, and then there are therpists which your physician or area mental health agency can refer you to. Whatever you do. Do not isolate yourself from other caring people. If you just keep breathing, and if you’re patient with yourself, you will get through this and the dark days will pass. Just breathe. ==Roger== — ===Rog’=== Hello I am new here.This is like a last hope.I just found out last friday that my husband was having an affair with a women for the last seven months. Been maried for 32 years.For all those year he was slowly isolating me from my family ,my friends.He was a very controling and angry person. I am affraid to leave.I am also sick.(have a rare desease but was strong enough to work in my own business that I started myself and pay lots of his dets during the last years. His mistress called me friday night to tell me to let him go to her,that he did not love me anny more etc… I did not know and was close to going crazy from the pain it cause me to hear that. I still am.After confronting him ,he tell me that he love me that he had broke up with her two weeks ago,… Can I believe him?I dont know.He did so much,Lied so much.Made me and my daughter loose two houses,and find out just weeks before that we where loosing them. I keep telling him that love is not suppose to hurt. Each time he do something like that I fergive him,I know I let him get away with all that,but I dont have a choice. If I were young and healthy I would be out so fast. And I am not staying for the money he never keep a penny even with a penaion and other revenues.I know there are good men,but never been lucky enough to have them aroud me. This morning I am wrigting this and my bottles of pills are next to me. I am hoping as a last resort to find somewere ,a small reason to live.My life been hell from the beginning(incest,rape,abuse)I have enought.THere are only so much that a person can take alone. Please,please give me a reason to live ,I dont whant to die ,but see no choice. Sorry for the long post,and I have to stop cant see with the tears in my eyes. Thank you for reading me . Elise P S Sorry for my spelling mistakes.
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Thank you so much for caring,I was hoping so much for someone to answer me you all did. It help so much,I did put away the pills,I am so very hurt .but each of your words is helping.
Good. I didn’t see your first post until this one followed, and I’m glad you’re feeling a bit better about things. Keep in contact with people, and don’t isolate yourself. You’re in my prayers.
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No, I thank YOU! I have no idea who you are or where you are from but I thought about you all morning. No matter how hard it gets, tell youself you will not cave in. I too, just joined this newsgroup and I’m already glad I did. There are SO MANY helpful people here that give honest advice from their experiences. I just wish I had known about this during the ‘dark days’ of my divorce. I must admit though, some stories I read here bring back a lot of bad memories but it helps me to realize that I have made it through the worst time of my life. You will too! Jeff
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Thank you so much for caring,I was hoping so much for someone to answer me you all did. It help so much,I did put away the pills,I am so very hurt .but each of your words is helping. Jeff I will keep your phone number and call you it gets to bad,and I thank you. I swing to hope to dispair all the time. But you are right I will find help. You know I am not depress I am angry,hurt,and I am turning this anger toward me,instead of my husband. As for my daughter she is 31 and she is,you are right my reason to live. I love her more then myself. With my husband affair ,,it is the lies that hurt the most .Most of you know what I am talking about. If I were not sick it would be a different thing. Luckyly I am finacialy idependant(well almost) I guess luck have nothing to do with it. I have started a business to years ago ,that I run from my laptop (often in bed when to sick.) And it is going very well.I been working at it 12 hours a day for those two years. I had to do it ,my husband made us loose two houses because of is bad administration of money.Now I make and keep my own.He was alway controling everything and me. And I dont say that all men are bad ,far from that . Even with all I had to go through I still believe in the goodness of peoples. This the only reason that I posted here this morning.I f you dont mind I will stay with you all for a while Thank you so much for that little ray of hope and your friendship offerred so kindly. This is more then I had in a long time. Elise You are going through a very traumatic time in your life. As others have said, it is temporary. There is a light at the end of the tunnel. The problem is that you cannot see the light and so you don’t believe it. You do not need to go through these darks days alone. Others can help you find your way back into the sunlight. Many of them are right here. Others can be found at your local suicide and crisis intervention center a short phone call away, and then there are therpists which your physician or area mental health agency can refer you to. Whatever you do. Do not isolate yourself from other caring people. If you just keep breathing, and if you’re patient with yourself, you will get through this and the dark days will pass. Just breathe. ==Roger== — ===Rog’=== Hello I am new here.This is like a last hope.I just found out last friday that my husband was having an affair with a women for the last seven months. Been maried for 32 years.For all those year he was slowly isolating me from my family ,my friends.He was a very controling and angry person. I am affraid to leave.I am also sick.(have a rare desease but was strong enough to work in my own business that I started myself and pay lots of his dets during the last years. His mistress called me friday night to tell me to let him go to her,that he did not love me anny more etc… I did not know and was close to going crazy from the pain it cause me to hear that. I still am.After confronting him ,he tell me that he love me that he had broke up with her two weeks ago,… Can I believe him?I dont know.He did so much,Lied so much.Made me and my daughter loose two houses,and find out just weeks before that we where loosing them. I keep telling him that love is not suppose to hurt. Each time he do something like that I fergive him,I know I let him get away with all that,but I dont have a choice. If I were young and healthy I would be out so fast. And I am not staying for the money he never keep a penny even with a penaion and other revenues.I know there are good men,but never been lucky enough to have them aroud me. This morning I am wrigting this and my bottles of pills are next to me. I am hoping as a last resort to find somewere ,a small reason to live.My life been hell from the beginning(incest,rape,abuse)I have enought.THere are only so much that a person can take alone. Please,please give me a reason to live ,I dont whant to die ,but see no choice. Sorry for the long post,and I have to stop cant see with the tears in my eyes. Thank you for reading me . Elise P S Sorry for my spelling mistakes.
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You are all so nice,thanks Jeff,I already found so much support in here. When I posted this morning I did not have much hope,but I am overwhelm by the intelligent,constructive and caring e-mails I got. Thank you helping getting my life and my pride back.
PS Thanks Mary Lou Elise – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – No, I thank YOU! I have no idea who you are or where you are from but I thought about you all morning. No matter how hard it gets, tell youself you will not cave in. I too, just joined this newsgroup and I’m already glad I did. There are SO MANY helpful people here that give honest advice from their experiences. I just wish I had known about this during the ‘dark days’ of my divorce. I must admit though, some stories I read here bring back a lot of bad memories but it helps me to realize that I have made it through the worst time of my life. You will too! Jeff Thank you so much for caring,I was hoping so much for someone to answer me you all did. It help so much,I did put away the pills,I am so very hurt .but each of your words is helping. Jeff I will keep your phone number and call you it gets to bad,and I thank you. I swing to hope to dispair all the time. But you are right I will find help. You know I am not depress I am angry,hurt,and I am turning this anger toward me,instead of my husband. As for my daughter she is 31 and she is,you are right my reason to live. I love her more then myself. With my husband affair ,,it is the lies that hurt the most .Most of you know what I am talking about. If I were not sick it would be a different thing. Luckyly I am finacialy idependant(well almost) I guess luck have nothing to do with it. I have started a business to years ago ,that I run from my laptop (often in bed when to sick.) And it is going very well.I been working at it 12 hours a day for those two years. I had to do it ,my husband made us loose two houses because of is bad administration of money.Now I make and keep my own.He was alway controling everything and me. And I dont say that all men are bad ,far from that . Even with all I had to go through I still believe in the goodness of peoples. This the only reason that I posted here this morning.I f you dont mind I will stay with you all for a while Thank you so much for that little ray of hope and your friendship offerred so kindly. This is more then I had in a long time. Elise You are going through a very traumatic time in your life. As others have said, it is temporary. There is a light at the end of the tunnel. The problem is that you cannot see the light and so you don’t believe it. You do not need to go through these darks days alone. Others can help you find your way back into the sunlight. Many of them are right here. Others can be found at your local suicide and crisis intervention center a short phone call away, and then there are therpists which your physician or area mental health agency can refer you to. Whatever you do. Do not isolate yourself from other caring people. If you just keep breathing, and if you’re patient with yourself, you will get through this and the dark days will pass. Just breathe. ==Roger== — ===Rog’=== Hello I am new here.This is like a last hope.I just found out last friday that my husband was having an affair with a women for the last seven months. Been maried for 32 years.For all those year he was slowly isolating me from my family ,my friends.He was a very controling and angry person. I am affraid to leave.I am also sick.(have a rare desease but was strong enough to work in my own business that I started myself and pay lots of his dets during the last years. His mistress called me friday night to tell me to let him go to her,that he did not love me anny more etc… I did not know and was close to going crazy from the pain it cause me to hear that. I still am.After confronting him ,he tell me that he love me that he had broke up with her two weeks ago,… Can I believe him?I dont know.He did so much,Lied so much.Made me and my daughter loose two houses,and find out just weeks before that we where loosing them. I keep telling him that love is not suppose to hurt. Each time he do something like that I fergive him,I know I let him get away with all that,but I dont have a choice. If I were young and healthy I would be out so fast. And I am not staying for the money he never keep a penny even with a penaion and other revenues.I know there are good men,but never been lucky enough to have them aroud me. This morning I am wrigting this and my bottles of pills are next to me. I am hoping as a last resort to find somewere ,a small reason to live.My life been hell from the beginning(incest,rape,abuse)I have enought.THere are only so much that a person can take alone. Please,please give me a reason to live ,I dont whant to die ,but see no choice. Sorry for the long post,and I have to stop cant see with the tears in my eyes. Thank you for reading me . Elise P S Sorry for my spelling mistakes.
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Hello I am new here.This is like a last hope.I just found out last friday that my husband was having an affair with a women for the last seven months. Been maried for 32 years.For all those year he was slowly isolating me from my family ,my friends.He was a very controling and angry person. I am affraid to leave.I am also sick.(have a rare desease but was strong enough to work in my own business that I started myself and pay lots of his dets during the last years. His mistress called me friday night to tell me to let him go to her,that he did not love me anny more etc… I did not know and was close to going crazy from the pain it cause me to hear that. I still am.After confronting him ,he tell me that he love me that he had broke up with her two weeks ago,… Can I believe him?I dont know.He did so much,Lied so much.Made me and my daughter loose two houses,and find out just weeks before that we where loosing them. I keep telling him that love is not suppose to hurt. Each time he do something like that I fergive him,I know I let him get away with all that,but I dont have a choice. If I were young and healthy I would be out so fast. And I am not staying for the money he never keep a penny even with a penaion and other revenues.I know there are good men,but never been lucky enough to have them aroud me. This morning I am wrigting this and my bottles of pills are next to me. I am hoping as a last resort to find somewere ,a small reason to live.My life been hell from the beginning(incest,rape,abuse)I have enought.THere are only so much that a person can take alone. Please,please give me a reason to live ,I dont whant to die ,but see no choice. Sorry for the long post,and I have to stop cant see with the tears in my eyes. Thank you for reading me . Elise P S Sorry for my spelling mistakes.
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It sounds like you’ve really been through an awful time in your life, but I promise you, it is possible to heal and be happy. Life CAN be good. YOUR life can become good. Please, please give it a chance. Please, put the pills away and seek help. Is there a friend or family member you can talk to? A pastor? Can you see a counselor? If you have been isolated, then often the first step toward healing is to get back in contact with others. You mentioned a daughter – no matter how old you are, and how old your daughter is, your suicide would hurt her horribly, and she would never get over it. Do you have other children? If you do, they need you too. There are a number of wise and wonderful people on this newsgroup who will no doubt give you much advice and encouragement. (There are a few clods, too, but if you give people a chance you will soon learn who is who.) There is so much to live for – your daughter, other friends and family, and yourself. Your husband may have hurt you, but there are wonderful people in the world who will care about you. Make some friends here, if you don’t have anybody you can talk to face to face. Reading and participating in this newsgroup helped me a lot, and I think it will help you. Let people, both here and in other parts of your life, know what is going on so they can help. It is true what they say, that "suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem". There are others here who can give you much better advice and counsel than I can, but I may have been the first to read your post, and just wanted to take the time to say I care, and there are others who will care, too. Please post again and let us know how you are. I would really like to hear from you again. Feel free to e-mail if you would like. S.B.
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Hello I am new here.This is like a last hope.I just found out last friday that my husband was having an affair with a women for the last seven months. Been maried for 32 years.For all those year he was slowly isolating me from my family ,my friends.He was a very controling and angry person. I am affraid to leave.I am also sick.(have a rare desease but was strong enough to work in my own business that I started myself and pay lots of his dets during the last years. His mistress called me friday night to tell me to let him go to her,that he did not love me anny more etc… I did not know and was close to going crazy from the pain it cause me to hear that. I still am.After confronting him ,he tell me that he love me that he had broke up with her two weeks ago,… Can I believe him?I dont know.He did so much,Lied so much.Made me and my daughter loose two houses,and find out just weeks before that we where loosing them. I keep telling him that love is not suppose to hurt. Each time he do something like that I fergive him,I know I let him get away with all that,but I dont have a choice. If I were young and healthy I would be out so fast. And I am not staying for the money he never keep a penny even with a penaion and other revenues.I know there are good men,but never been lucky enough to have them aroud me. This morning I am wrigting this and my bottles of pills are next to me. I am hoping as a last resort to find somewere ,a small reason to live.My life been hell from the beginning(incest,rape,abuse)I have enought.THere are only so much that a person can take alone. Please,please give me a reason to live ,I dont whant to die ,but see no choice. Sorry for the long post,and I have to stop cant see with the tears in my eyes. Thank you for reading me . Elise P S Sorry for my spelling mistakes.
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Suicide is not the answer, it’s a cowards way out. I do not mean to be harsh. You have a child, how ever old she is she still needs her mother, think of her and her future, some day she may be a mother and you would be missing out on Grandchildren. I know it hurts right now, and I have been where you are as far as pain goes, I have thought the same way that I should just do away with myself.. But I have choldren who needed me, and weather I like it or not I am needed and it takes more currage to go on and eventually come out of it than just give up.
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You are going through a very traumatic time in your life. As others have said, it is temporary. There is a light at the end of the tunnel. The problem is that you cannot see the light and so you don’t believe it. You do not need to go through these darks days alone. Others can help you find your way back into the sunlight. Many of them are right here. Others can be found at your local suicide and crisis intervention center a short phone call away, and then there are therpists which your physician or area mental health agency can refer you to. Whatever you do. Do not isolate yourself from other caring people. If you just keep breathing, and if you’re patient with yourself, you will get through this and the dark days will pass. Just breathe. ==Roger== — ===Rog’===
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Hello I am new here.This is like a last hope.I just found out last friday that my husband was having an affair with a women for the last seven months. Been maried for 32 years.For all those year he was slowly isolating me from my family ,my friends.He was a very controling and angry person. I am affraid to leave.I am also sick.(have a rare desease but was strong enough to work in my own business that I started myself and pay lots of his dets during the last years. His mistress called me friday night to tell me to let him go to her,that he did not love me anny more etc… I did not know and was close to going crazy from the pain it cause me to hear that. I still am.After confronting him ,he tell me that he love me that he had broke up with her two weeks ago,… Can I believe him?I dont know.He did so much,Lied so much.Made me and my daughter loose two houses,and find out just weeks before that we where loosing them. I keep telling him that love is not suppose to hurt. Each time he do something like that I fergive him,I know I let him get away with all that,but I dont have a choice. If I were young and healthy I would be out so fast. And I am not staying for the money he never keep a penny even with a penaion and other revenues.I know there are good men,but never been lucky enough to have them aroud me. This morning I am wrigting this and my bottles of pills are next to me. I am hoping as a last resort to find somewere ,a small reason to live.My life been hell from the beginning(incest,rape,abuse)I have enought.THere are only so much that a person can take alone. Please,please give me a reason to live ,I dont whant to die ,but see no choice. Sorry for the long post,and I have to stop cant see with the tears in my eyes. Thank you for reading me . Elise P S Sorry for my spelling mistakes.
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Elise…I have sent you my phone number via e-mail…please use it. Jeff
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Hello I am new here.This is like a last hope.I just found out last friday that my husband was having an affair with a women for the last seven months. Been maried for 32 years.For all those year he was slowly isolating me from my family ,my friends.He was a very controling and angry person. I am affraid to leave.I am also sick.(have a rare desease but was strong enough to work in my own business that I started myself and pay lots of his dets during the last years. His mistress called me friday night to tell me to let him go to her,that he did not love me anny more etc… I did not know and was close to going crazy from the pain it cause me to hear that. I still am.After confronting him ,he tell me that he love me that he had broke up with her two weeks ago,… Can I believe him?I dont know.He did so much,Lied so much.Made me and my daughter loose two houses,and find out just weeks before that we where loosing them. I keep telling him that love is not suppose to hurt. Each time he do something like that I fergive him,I know I let him get away with all that,but I dont have a choice. If I were young and healthy I would be out so fast. And I am not staying for the money he never keep a penny even with a penaion and other revenues.I know there are good men,but never been lucky enough to have them aroud me. This morning I am wrigting this and my bottles of pills are next to me. I am hoping as a last resort to find somewere ,a small reason to live.My life been hell from the beginning(incest,rape,abuse)I have enought.THere are only so much that a person can take alone. Please,please give me a reason to live ,I dont whant to die ,but see no choice. Sorry for the long post,and I have to stop cant see with the tears in my eyes. Thank you for reading me . Elise P S Sorry for my spelling mistakes.
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Thank you so much for caring,I was hoping so much for someone to answer me you all did. It help so much,I did put away the pills,I am so very hurt .but each of your words is helping. Jeff I will keep your phone number and call you it gets to bad,and I thank you. I swing to hope to dispair all the time. But you are right I will find help. You know I am not depress I am angry,hurt,and I am turning this anger toward me,instead of my husband. As for my daughter she is 31 and she is,you are right my reason to live. I love her more then myself. With my husband affair ,,it is the lies that hurt the most .Most of you know what I am talking about. If I were not sick it would be a different thing. Luckyly I am finacialy idependant(well almost) I guess luck have nothing to do with it. I have started a business to years ago ,that I run from my laptop (often in bed when to sick.) And it is going very well.I been working at it 12 hours a day for those two years. I had to do it ,my husband made us loose two houses because of is bad administration of money.Now I make and keep my own.He was alway controling everything and me. And I dont say that all men are bad ,far from that . Even with all I had to go through I still believe in the goodness of peoples. This the only reason that I posted here this morning.I f you dont mind I will stay with you all for a while Thank you so much for that little ray of hope and your friendship offerred so kindly. This is more then I had in a long time. Elise – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – You are going through a very traumatic time in your life. As others have said, it is temporary. There is a light at the end of the tunnel. The problem is that you cannot see the light and so you don’t believe it. You do not need to go through these darks days alone. Others can help you find your way back into the sunlight. Many of them are right here. Others can be found at your local suicide and crisis intervention center a short phone call away, and then there are therpists which your physician or area mental health agency can refer you to. Whatever you do. Do not isolate yourself from other caring people. If you just keep breathing, and if you’re patient with yourself, you will get through this and the dark days will pass. Just breathe. ==Roger== — ===Rog’=== Hello I am new here.This is like a last hope.I just found out last friday that my husband was having an affair with a women for the last seven months. Been maried for 32 years.For all those year he was slowly isolating me from my family ,my friends.He was a very controling and angry person. I am affraid to leave.I am also sick.(have a rare desease but was strong enough to work in my own business that I started myself and pay lots of his dets during the last years. His mistress called me friday night to tell me to let him go to her,that he did not love me anny more etc… I did not know and was close to going crazy from the pain it cause me to hear that. I still am.After confronting him ,he tell me that he love me that he had broke up with her two weeks ago,… Can I believe him?I dont know.He did so much,Lied so much.Made me and my daughter loose two houses,and find out just weeks before that we where loosing them. I keep telling him that love is not suppose to hurt. Each time he do something like that I fergive him,I know I let him get away with all that,but I dont have a choice. If I were young and healthy I would be out so fast. And I am not staying for the money he never keep a penny even with a penaion and other revenues.I know there are good men,but never been lucky enough to have them aroud me. This morning I am wrigting this and my bottles of pills are next to me. I am hoping as a last resort to find somewere ,a small reason to live.My life been hell from the beginning(incest,rape,abuse)I have enought.THere are only so much that a person can take alone. Please,please give me a reason to live ,I dont whant to die ,but see no choice. Sorry for the long post,and I have to stop cant see with the tears in my eyes. Thank you for reading me . Elise P S Sorry for my spelling mistakes.
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I would start looking at job alternatives, try to save a little money, and take a yoga course to relax. Remember a lot of this corporate stuff turns out to be irrelevant in the end, you could end up getting a raise or the company could be sold and you’d be gone. Do a little preparation and a little relaxation. PS Remember in Office Space, the relaxed guy is so respected for his confidence and cool. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Tooly, I enjoyed your post very much. I think we are a lot alike. You are a man of passion, like me. My blood runs hot – as has always been my nature. How I wish it were otherwise! How I wish I had the gift of ‘blankness’, of ‘go with the flow’ but alas, I do NOT. You’d think by now I’d be beyond surprises and accustomed to the madness of the world, but apparently not. And at the moment I am not much in the mood for contemplating, but rather for just getting drunk (which I am now in the process of doing). This has been simply an awful week for me. Things at work are bad, people have been losing their jobs, which only heightens the stress within me. All the ‘upper management’ of the company is quarrelling with one another and pointing fingers behind closed doors in meetings as business floats away. (I carefully listen to everything as I sit at my desk). The air at work is so thick you could cut it with a knife and serve it on a plate. What’s more, I keep saying to myself "just get through this week, re-coup and re-group during the weekend, and face the next week with a fresh perspective. This is all in vain of course, and each week gets worse and worse. My marriage is falling apart – my wife refuses to look for work and doesn’t seem to want kids (or at least won’t admit to as much). I’ve put up with this shit for almost 9 years… Couple this with the fear of losing my job and it is simply too much to stand. So for now, I drink! Everyday I am beaten down just a little bit more. I feel as if I am under a curse. When I am knocked down, I try to get up bravely, but in turn for my defiance, I am knocked down again even HARDER! I sacrifice my heath with my worries as I smoke and drink. I agree with you that it seems that the world seems to be coming to a crescendo – to a sort of climax. Everyone is so stirred up and self-important these dayz. They drive like assholes, practically running each other off the road – everyone is in a hurry. And then I think about 9/11, (yes, happy fucking anniversary) the economy, whatever the topic, it just keeps getting more ridiculous. The Darwinism you allude to, the ‘dog eat dog’ and ‘every man for himself’ reality is alive and well. If it were a company in which I could buy stock, I’d sell everything I own and even invest in blood! So I have been carefully contemplating a decision — to leave my job, my wife — to sell my house and my car — to simplify — to ‘GO TO ZERO’ , sink to the floor for a while — for what I now yearn for is an escape from this all. I need time away — emotionally and geographically. Some time to dig deep inside myself and search for the truth. For what purpose have I been created? What has God intended for me? The questions go on, and I need time. I apologize for raving and ranting (gotcha back, didn’t I!) , but I cannot help it right now. I am low, down….. depressed. Like you, I want to fight it valiantly, but there is no fuel in the tank. So I’m getting tanked! Cheers! ~McFly PS – Did you ‘investigate’ Schopenhauer’ ?? You make a lot of sense. Sheese, I always get my thunder stolen from my own cloud of despair when I come to this NG,
. I understand about personal responsibility too. Being a burden on others is the last straw that breaks the camel’s back for me. Still, it always feels good to rant Dead end jobs with no where to go…endless futility…whilst we watch through the chain link fence across to those ‘fortunate’, frolicking in the good life, partaking of the rewards you nor I will ever see. I could stand it too, with stoic calm…if for only a glimmer of moral repose by any one; for just a glimpse of virtuous perpitude that these who reap the harvest are just and the right ones, that those who recieve the rewards are the ‘better’ man or woman who should so ‘righly’ by nature, reap those rewards. God judges this? All I see are predators with larger teeth, sharper claws and who now become the moral equivalents of Ceasar, ready to watch Rome burn with the care of a violin tune. I’m not believing this you know. Things cannot be this bad; I mean, there must be some natural law that kicks in. Every which way I think, there’s some conclusion that puts up road blocks to escape futility. I think a lot of hellish experience in this world is based not just on circumstance, but of sense of loss. Two blind men may not suffer the same plight in the same way, if one was born blind, while the other loses his vision after seeing the world. I’m not seeing everyday suffering here…but the reality of Hell itself nearby. There must an answer…there simply must. I always like to at least try and be positive…somehow. I don’t believe we should fear death. Like anyone else, I don’t know what’s on the other side either [that there is an 'other' side]…but I’m pretty certain it is not something we should fear. We should not fear the inevitable. I know this sounds crazy…and in my own way, I have endeared God to my own heart and mind in my life. But…we simply cannot allow Hell to exist [in ourselves or the world]…even if it is God’s will somehow. We have to fight back; to make a stand somehow. I know that sounds ridiculous, but I will not allow this world to extinguish me in that way it now goes, even if it means I must entertain all that I have never believed in, have never endeared as truth. I will ‘hate’ before I will give up my soul; and I will at least empower myself to that degree that I can feel my ‘rage’. This should not have happened…all of it. It is REAL. WE ARE REAL. Life, as we have allowed the experience to become, has been corrupted and stands today as a foul thing. A lot of innocent people of course…mostly good too…but, we given ourselves up as fodder for the cannons of those ‘foul’ of self, devoided of conscience. Humanity is…well, dying [though the highly intelligent animal homo sapien carries stridefully on]. We must have some weapon among us; some ‘resource’ that is a bargain chip. There is power in collectivism…but so hard to organize. For that, a ‘focus’ is needed. It doesn’t have to be anything all that worthy either, just something to capture our imagination. Ha…all this sounds crazy I know; organize? For what cause? What burning issue? Ha, to dream on I guess. Perhaps all those ‘weak’ who would like to know what it is to be strong…all those disenfranchised as the ill and misbegotten, the non-pretty, the malformed, the less than bright, the sensitive, or perhaps just those unfortunate to have lost the game for the cheaters and abusers they’ve come across in life…and like some circus freak show to become an army somehow and fight back. God…I don’t want to hurt the hair of a single flea…and yet, I’d only wish back upon my tormentors what they themselves have in REALITY put upon me. All those served up to Hell’s dominion for no reason…to rise up and rebell against ‘the man’. Isn’t that the day; the times we are in? I say bring it on…let’s get it over with; this turmoil that seems so apparent on our doorstep, brought here by those faced away from God’s moral cause in their hearts, who have taken over the systems and have become our new ’sociopath’ overseers. Like a light bulb, the human essence is being turned off worldwide…at the very least in western culture. Look around; sober up and just look around. A lot of good people everywhere…and yet, allowing such foul things to grow in our midst. I will not serve the Devil…and I rebell against God for having put me here. Where does that leave things… Sure I go insane…it doesn’t matter anymore. And insanity is some guy’s definition who knows life as a clipboard and is probably unawares of his own delusions based in Grandeur just because he has sanctions of the society and perhaps the Id Wizard himself. God…how many idiots have we witnessed being given those damn clipboards now…who line us up, meaure us, and assign us like cattle at feed troughs. End of today’s rant, ha.
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tooly said for all posterity… A reasonable man with authority over me…I can take. An unreasonable man over me, I can stomach. But when you put sociopaths over me, I have the right to escape in any way I can. And I half way ‘blame’ minds like you, who probably are oblivious to what is going on and allow it to happen. As far as the "essence" to anything, I surmise you have no clue.
You work for sociopaths, I’m partly to blame, and you’re probably the only normal one. Right. You can certainly insert some flowery prose into your BS. Do you really believe this stuff? Women are pretty much responsible for all that is going down today socially [as the key dominoe in a great many dominoes that have fallen], as a political force for change that carries over to influence the attitudes of all women. Do I believe it? I’m confident enough to say I know it.
Women are pretty much responsible, eh? I think we’re on different planets. YOu assume that ‘your planet’ is the one that is representitive of the greater whole; and in this ’sense’ of belonging you "think" you are not alone. My friend…you are so alone I could never bring your puny conscious existence to fully comprehend it…and thusly, is your saving grace.
Well, I guess you told me. I’m just not sure what I was told… Casey "It is easier to get older than it is to get wiser."
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Anyway, best of luck to ya’…never meant any offense.
Thank-you and luck to you as well, no offense taken.
Lori Mc
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Thank you for responding LoriMc…and I’m not as dispassionate or uncaring here as I might seem. I’m just very angry…and frustrated. Life, IMO, is about human relations. There’s little else, as I can see anyway, that balances things that it is justified. It angers me that we seem to be building a society hell bent to reduce us to animals…highly intelligent animals with great potential for harming one another. What is perhaps so frustrating is that I realize, as you say, the great majority of people are pretty decent…want to contribute, care etc. But the system no longer differentiates the good from the bad, and therefore cannot identify this ’sociopathic’ mindset that, I for one, have experienced rising all around me. I surely didn’t mean to come here and start a gender debate. I will rest my thoughts simply to say what I was talking about was ‘feelings’ of failure, how men and women have different psychological makeup where ‘failure’ means different things. Economically, the sexes are under the same gun of course…someone has to pay the bills
. My second biggest frustration you know…I’ve always wanted to contribute, but have always felt ‘locked out’…until now, it looks like I’m to become the ‘burden’ [while the sociopath gets the gravy...ha; personal joke I'm afraid]. Sheese. See…call it male pride or whatever, but I cannot think of a worse fate than to become a ‘burden’ on anyone, much less those I care about. I’d rather, well…this is the suicide NG after all, ha. What a delimma. Or is it dilemma…ha. Anyway, best of luck to ya’…never meant any offense.
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Gad, ignore the spelling in my above reply. Forgot to run the spell check, and didn’t proof-read before sending. oops!
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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Gotcha back?…No not at all…I relate 100%. First that workplace. I garner from your words that terrible terrible weight of dread…where the chest gets so so heavy from wariness and then weariness of all the political turmoil in a chaotic workplace comprised of unreasonable people, especially those who might have positional power over you. It is almost a burning sensation you know…like a knife that cuts somewhere beneath, near the heart; in the heart even. Weight. And you can’t [I can't anyway] get away from it. Dread. God I hate the feeling. Like being under constant jeopardy; no way to relax, to breath easy some… That heaviness is what we are all experiencing here I think [though circumstance might be quite varied]. This terrible weight…or we get to that stage having felt that weight so so so so so so so long and neverending that begin to feel nothing at all. This weight, it crushes you from inside out. Oh, then the wife you talk about. Women live in a different world you know, never to know the naked vileness of survivals struggle head on. Men compete on the most basic subliminal levels as well as the less complex normal workplace competitions. A woman enters the workplace (where I am anyway), and they are coddled for the most part, much as they all have been since these ‘empowerment’ movements have been going on. It used to be…or perhaps it was just my illusions…that a man and woman came together in life to become a single unit, one supporting the other in all ways. A good woman can look into a man’s heart and understand his torment, whatever it may be…and then make the world a softer place for her embrace and understanding. I don’t see that much anymore. What I see are only demands made by woman…and if you fail, no matter for what reasons, if the rules were against you, if someone tripped you from behind, whatever…no matter…now you fail her. Life has become so lopsided in so many ways. But women don’t win in all this either. Families are falling by the wayside like flies behind a fog truck. I think a lot of us would like simply to cast off this yoke that the world puts upon us today…but like yourself, we ‘fear’. What does one do for income? How do we support the lifestyles that we’ve grown accustomed? We’ve all looked upon the homeless and know how barren that is…to become ‘non-entities’ to society, like trash along the roadside. So, we put the next foot in front of the next and carry forward…realizing a growing futility that seeps the spirit from us as the days pass, over and over and over…and it only grows. And always, that ‘dread’ and the weight that always there, everpresent somewhere beneath one’s conscious [and mostly not so beneath either]. Me? I don’t want to die, not really; and I’m fairly certain no one else here does either. But there are things in life that are worse than death I think and for some of us, we are brought to bear that experience whereupon hope is all but lost. Demoralization comes by way of all the disappointments mounting up, all the disallusion, all the injustice. If it were just pestulence or tornados…maybe even war, I think I myself could bear it. But whatever is going down these days, this injustice that is all about, where a good man no longer counts or has been redefined to carry fangs, well, it is the demoralization that brings one down I think. It is not just what is happening to me that robs me of my spirit…but what I see happening to a lot of us; all of us perhaps. It’s all turned upside down now; the worst among us now reap the benefits [so it seems to me]. It funny how so righteous I feel in all this though, ha. I think that is the virtue of the innocent..that even a condemned man can go to the gallows with his head high with a cockiness and a certain sense of ‘higher domain’, simply for the fact they HAVE DONE NOTHING WRONG. Done nothing wrong? Then you must be punished. I know men who are full of shit. They steal, drink, lie and go with other women. They wife’s adore them and they have plenty of friends. While women complain about jerks, fore jerks they fall. They say they want a honest and decent man but honest and decent men the despise.
This was generalization but you get the general idea. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – In fact, certain ‘wrongness’ lay with those who have defiled you and who have set about your destruction for sake of decrepidness in their own spiritual makeup. But I do relate to your post; boy, how I relate. I wish there were some sort of grass roots movement somewhere, where all of those who would like to cast off their yoke of suppression, find some community whereby, we could see our emotional states are not ‘unique’, but due to things much greater than any of us and how the world is turning. I believe it is a God given right that we feel…but not this god-awful weight that is thrown upon us, but to feel the wind in our hearts like the freshness of the sunlight itself as this horrible burden is lifted. Life is precious. But it’s not so precious that we should be made to accept ‘foul’ things in our existence, whereby the spirit is turned into sociopathic monstrocity; or, if victim to all that is taking place, into those destroyed feeling of horrible weight that our injustice puts upon us. I wish there was some movement somewhere. Ha, guess I gotcha back on the gotcha back.
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tooly said for all posterity… Gotcha back?…No not at all…I relate 100%. First that workplace. I garner from your words that terrible terrible weight of dread…where the chest gets so so heavy from wariness and then weariness of all the political turmoil in a chaotic workplace comprised of unreasonable people, especially those who might have positional power over you. It is almost a burning sensation you know…like a knife that cuts somewhere beneath, near the heart; in the heart even. Weight. And you can’t [I can't anyway] get away from it. Dread. God I hate the feeling. Like being under constant jeopardy; no way to relax, to breath easy some…
Let’s boil this down to the essence. You hate the feeling of having to work with someone in authority around? Oh, then the wife you talk about. Women live in a different world you know, never to know the naked vileness of survivals struggle head on. Men compete on the most basic subliminal levels as well as the less complex normal workplace competitions. A woman enters the workplace (where I am anyway), and they are coddled for the most part, much as they all have been since these ‘empowerment’ movements have been going on.
You can certainly insert some flowery prose into your BS. Do you really believe this stuff? But I do relate to your post; boy, how I relate. I wish there were some sort of grass roots movement somewhere, where all of those who would like to cast off their yoke of suppression, find some community whereby, we could see our emotional states are not ‘unique’, but due to things much greater than any of us and how the world is turning. I believe it is a God given right that we feel…but not this god-awful weight that is thrown upon us, but to feel the wind in our hearts like the freshness of the sunlight itself as this horrible burden is lifted.
Huh? I think we’re on different planets. Casey "It is easier to get older than it is to get wiser."
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Now, you I do not percieve as a flamer…and respect your views. Though, obviously we disagree.
Thank-you, it’s ok to be in disageement means we both have a working brain.
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Gotcha back?…No not at all…I relate 100%. First that workplace. long…. and neverending that begin to feel nothing at all. This weight, it crushes you from inside out. Oh, then the wife you talk about. Women live in a different world you know, never to know the naked vileness of survivals struggle head on. I like to find this fairy tale world you think women live in. Men treat women different.
Ok yes I agree. That is a fact of life males and females treat each other differently, doesn’t have to be a bad thing. There is always the deeper subliminal aspect that nature has going between the sexes whereupon, even in professional arenas, we are still going through the ‘mating dance’. Men compete against other men on the other hand in that same arena…always trying to gain greater ‘medicine’ [as the Indians called it] by which their mating rights are increased in that mating arena [as self confidence, self aggrandizement...lots of psychological things]. They compete ‘against’ one another [even as they might even be mentoring for the guy somehow]. All this is taking place beneath our ‘civil’ social mindedness and conscious behaviors we display outwards in our ‘roleplaying’. I’ve seen it is all. Women will never know of the harsh competitions that can exist. Some man, or men, will always try to protect them I suppose [subconsciously working to reap the possibility of sexual empowerment in some way...not always just copulation you see]. I speak in generalities of course; the macro view.
May be so, I am obviously not a man so I don’t really know how the male mind works subliminally and all that …… This is most apparent and highly visible if a woman is either beautiful in some way or knows how to use her sexuality. Even unattractive women reap benefit from this nature though, but probably resent the ideas for sake of the lack of attentiveness they recieve in comparison. If you or someone else is a good person, I hate this nature as much anyone else. Beauty carries social power is all…
Agreed, but this also work for a male who has the right looks. Sometimes the looks don’t hurt, but it has been my observation the ones who float to the top because of looks sink pretty fast if they don’t have the skills to back it up. So yes, bueaty might get you somewhere but in the long run it won’t help keep you there. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Men compete on the most basic subliminal levels as well as the less complex normal workplace competitions. A woman enters the workplace (where I am anyway), and they are coddled for the most part, much as they all have been since these ‘empowerment’ movements have been going on. Oh please, or maybe I just had the wrong type job for 20 years? Men and women were both treated equally like crap where I worked! Nature is nature. I doubt what you say here is true, though I’m sure you see the way you see it. Look at it like this. Disregarding economic necessities, you could have quit any time you wanted…and still existed ’successfully’ as a houswife without too much damage done to your ego. Failure for the woman is not fundamentally found in the workplace [though I'm sure women feel elation or disappointments as the situation calls for]. But a man to fail in that same workplace, and he could end up on skid row, totally destroyed as a human being altogether. You see, not the same expectations exist…not the same pressures…not the same overall treatment.
Here is where we disagree. I could not have quit and become a so called housewife, who in the hell would feed my family and keep a roof over our heads? In order to be a housewife ya need a house to take care of and live in. I was paying for the house. I was the major bread winner, and have been through most of my life. I worked a job that was considered a job for a man, sure maybe I could have set back and let others do my work to some extent but it doesn’t work that way for me, we are a team and I was always very proud of the fact I could pull my own weight and then some. I walked a tight rope for years keeping my head above water and one step in front of the bills, as alot of women do these days. A little disappointed isn’t even close to what I would have felt if I would have lost that job when my kids were smaller and with a disabled husband at the time, it would have been sheer panic! I had nighmares of falling off the tight rope and ending up in this skid row. Oh yeah women do know pressure and stress. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – It used to be…or perhaps it was just my illusions…that a man and woman came together in life to become a single unit, one supporting the other in all ways. That is the ideal I always looked for, seems to have alluded me. What I’m trying to say in all this is that we are all Victims here I think. We are creating a world that gives rise to sociopathism…lack of morality, lower of human value…all of that. Regardless of the differences between men and women, it remains, I believe anyway, that we want the same thing in our relatinship with one another…but not found as a man or a woman, but as human. Hell, just someone to share all this crap with…ha…but I mean, really share, not just spend jail time with. I’m sorry it alluded you…as it has for many of us…and more and more of us as time goes. But that I say ‘women’ as a poltical force have carried it all off course, it is not a personal statement about any single individual. But I do know how miserable life can be for those men here whose wives have been affected in some way.
It can be miserable for anyone, life is funny that way. Don’t be sorry it has alluded me so far, it’s been a good adventure searching all and all. I don’t play politics, never had time for it, was too busy trying to survive. As for being a victim, I don’t consider my self one, life has thrown me several curves and I dealt with them, sometimes it wasn’t fun but I can look back and be fairly happy with how I handled things. Besides, I still have alot of time ahead of me, I’ll have that life that has been alluding me.
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – A good woman can look into a man’s heart and understand his torment, whatever it may be…and then make the world a softer place for her embrace and understanding. I don’t see that much anymore. What I see are only demands made by woman…and if you fail, no matter for what reasons, if the rules were against you, if someone tripped you from behind, whatever…no matter…now you fail her. Sad you have had experiences that color your thoughts in this way. Actually, I am very lucky in many respects personally. My demoralization is almost political in nature. It is all going ’south’ and I want to fight back somehow…but I’m powerless. But I also know that the source of what is making us ’sociopaths’ is something far deeper and overwhelming. I suddenly wake up in a world where I’m surrounded by unfriendly, immoral, hateful, often vile, people. There are those who would not just kick a man when he is down now, but make fun to boot in a total loss of human existence.
Look deeper the crazier show up on the surface and yes they are everywhere, but there are good kind people, they just don’t make as much noise so aren’t as easily noticable. :) Lori Mc – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – But with the world is a rising intellect that I cannot make a dent upon, with. We get lost in the paperwork now…
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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Gotcha back?…No not at all…I relate 100%. First that workplace. I garner from your words that terrible terrible weight of dread…where the chest gets so so heavy from wariness and then weariness of all the political turmoil in a chaotic workplace comprised of unreasonable people, especially those who might have positional power over you. It is almost a burning sensation you know…like a knife that cuts somewhere beneath, near the heart; in the heart even. Weight. And you can’t [I can't anyway] get away from it. Dread. God I hate the feeling. Like being under constant jeopardy; no way to relax, to breath easy some… That heaviness is what we are all experiencing here I think [though circumstance might be quite varied]. This terrible weight…or we get to that stage having felt that weight so so so so so so so long and neverending that begin to feel nothing at all. This weight, it crushes you from inside out. Oh, then the wife you talk about. Women live in a different world you know, never to know the naked vileness of survivals struggle head on. Men compete on the most basic subliminal levels as well as the less complex normal workplace competitions. A woman enters the workplace (where I am anyway), and they are coddled for the most part, much as they all have been since these ‘empowerment’ movements have been going on. It used to be…or perhaps it was just my illusions…that a man and woman came together in life to become a single unit, one supporting the other in all ways. A good woman can look into a man’s heart and understand his torment, whatever it may be…and then make the world a softer place for her embrace and understanding. I don’t see that much anymore. What I see are only demands made by woman…and if you fail, no matter for what reasons, if the rules were against you, if someone tripped you from behind, whatever…no matter…now you fail her. Life has become so lopsided in so many ways. But women don’t win in all this either. Families are falling by the wayside like flies behind a fog truck. I think a lot of us would like simply to cast off this yoke that the world puts upon us today…but like yourself, we ‘fear’. What does one do for income? How do we support the lifestyles that we’ve grown accustomed? We’ve all looked upon the homeless and know how barren that is…to become ‘non-entities’ to society, like trash along the roadside. So, we put the next foot in front of the next and carry forward…realizing a growing futility that seeps the spirit from us as the days pass, over and over and over…and it only grows. And always, that ‘dread’ and the weight that always there, everpresent somewhere beneath one’s conscious [and mostly not so beneath either]. Me? I don’t want to die, not really; and I’m fairly certain no one else here does either. But there are things in life that are worse than death I think and for some of us, we are brought to bear that experience whereupon hope is all but lost. Demoralization comes by way of all the disappointments mounting up, all the disallusion, all the injustice. If it were just pestulence or tornados…maybe even war, I think I myself could bear it. But whatever is going down these days, this injustice that is all about, where a good man no longer counts or has been redefined to carry fangs, well, it is the demoralization that brings one down I think. It is not just what is happening to me that robs me of my spirit…but what I see happening to a lot of us; all of us perhaps. It’s all turned upside down now; the worst among us now reap the benefits [so it seems to me]. It funny how so righteous I feel in all this though, ha. I think that is the virtue of the innocent..that even a condemned man can go to the gallows with his head high with a cockiness and a certain sense of ‘higher domain’, simply for the fact they HAVE DONE NOTHING WRONG.
Done nothing wrong? Then you must be punished. I know men who are full of shit. They steal, drink, lie and go with other women. They wife’s adore them and they have plenty of friends. While women complain about jerks, fore jerks they fall. They say they want a honest and decent man but honest and decent men the despise. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – In fact, certain ‘wrongness’ lay with those who have defiled you and who have set about your destruction for sake of decrepidness in their own spiritual makeup. But I do relate to your post; boy, how I relate. I wish there were some sort of grass roots movement somewhere, where all of those who would like to cast off their yoke of suppression, find some community whereby, we could see our emotional states are not ‘unique’, but due to things much greater than any of us and how the world is turning. I believe it is a God given right that we feel…but not this god-awful weight that is thrown upon us, but to feel the wind in our hearts like the freshness of the sunlight itself as this horrible burden is lifted. Life is precious. But it’s not so precious that we should be made to accept ‘foul’ things in our existence, whereby the spirit is turned into sociopathic monstrocity; or, if victim to all that is taking place, into those destroyed feeling of horrible weight that our injustice puts upon us. I wish there was some movement somewhere. Ha, guess I gotcha back on the gotcha back.
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Now, you I do not percieve as a flamer…and respect your views. Though, obviously we disagree.
Gotcha back?…No not at all…I relate 100%. First that workplace. long…. and neverending that begin to feel nothing at all. This weight, it crushes you from inside out. Oh, then the wife you talk about. Women live in a different world you know, never to know the naked vileness of survivals struggle head on. I like to find this fairy tale world you think women live in.
Men treat women different. There is always the deeper subliminal aspect that nature has going between the sexes whereupon, even in professional arenas, we are still going through the ‘mating dance’. Men compete against other men on the other hand in that same arena…always trying to gain greater ‘medicine’ [as the Indians called it] by which their mating rights are increased in that mating arena [as self confidence, self aggrandizement...lots of psychological things]. They compete ‘against’ one another [even as they might even be mentoring for the guy somehow]. All this is taking place beneath our ‘civil’ social mindedness and conscious behaviors we display outwards in our ‘roleplaying’. I’ve seen it is all. Women will never know of the harsh competitions that can exist. Some man, or men, will always try to protect them I suppose [subconsciously working to reap the possibility of sexual empowerment in some way...not always just copulation you see]. I speak in generalities of course; the macro view. This is most apparent and highly visible if a woman is either beautiful in some way or knows how to use her sexuality. Even unattractive women reap benefit from this nature though, but probably resent the ideas for sake of the lack of attentiveness they recieve in comparison. If you or someone else is a good person, I hate this nature as much anyone else. Beauty carries social power is all… Men compete on the most basic subliminal levels as well as the less complex normal workplace competitions. A woman enters the workplace (where I am anyway), and they are coddled for the most part, much as they all have been since these ‘empowerment’ movements have been going on. Oh please, or maybe I just had the wrong type job for 20 years? Men and women were both treated equally like crap where I worked!
Nature is nature. I doubt what you say here is true, though I’m sure you see the way you see it. Look at it like this. Disregarding economic necessities, you could have quit any time you wanted…and still existed ’successfully’ as a houswife without too much damage done to your ego. Failure for the woman is not fundamentally found in the workplace [though I'm sure women feel elation or disappointments as the situation calls for]. But a man to fail in that same workplace, and he could end up on skid row, totally destroyed as a human being altogether. You see, not the same expectations exist…not the same pressures…not the same overall treatment. It used to be…or perhaps it was just my illusions…that a man and woman came together in life to become a single unit, one supporting the other in all ways. That is the ideal I always looked for, seems to have alluded me.
What I’m trying to say in all this is that we are all Victims here I think. We are creating a world that gives rise to sociopathism…lack of morality, lower of human value…all of that. Regardless of the differences between men and women, it remains, I believe anyway, that we want the same thing in our relatinship with one another…but not found as a man or a woman, but as human. Hell, just someone to share all this crap with…ha…but I mean, really share, not just spend jail time with. I’m sorry it alluded you…as it has for many of us…and more and more of us as time goes. But that I say ‘women’ as a poltical force have carried it all off course, it is not a personal statement about any single individual. But I do know how miserable life can be for those men here whose wives have been affected in some way. A good woman can look into a man’s heart and understand his torment, whatever it may be…and then make the world a softer place for her embrace and understanding. I don’t see that much anymore. What I see are only demands made by woman…and if you fail, no matter for what reasons, if the rules were against you, if someone tripped you from behind, whatever…no matter…now you fail her. Sad you have had experiences that color your thoughts in this way. Lori Mc
Actually, I am very lucky in many respects personally. My demoralization is almost political in nature. It is all going ’south’ and I want to fight back somehow…but I’m powerless. But I also know that the source of what is making us ’sociopaths’ is something far deeper and overwhelming. I suddenly wake up in a world where I’m surrounded by unfriendly, immoral, hateful, often vile, people. There are those who would not just kick a man when he is down now, but make fun to boot in a total loss of human existence. But with the world is a rising intellect that I cannot make a dent upon, with. We get lost in the paperwork now…
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I usually don’t encourage flamers…but yours just hit me wrong somehow… Let’s boil this down to the essence. You hate the feeling of having to work with someone in authority around?
What’s your point? I absolutely detest anyone having domain over me; do you like it? But I can play by rules as much as anyone. We are producing a society where sociopathism explodes as a common trait. A reasonable man with authority over me…I can take. An unreasonable man over me, I can stomach. But when you put sociopaths over me, I have the right to escape in any way I can. And I half way ‘blame’ minds like you, who probably are oblivious to what is going on and allow it to happen. As far as the "essence" to anything, I surmise you have no clue. You’d be perfect managerial material in today’s world…or better yet, run for political office. You can certainly insert some flowery prose into your BS. Do you really believe this stuff?
Women are pretty much responsible for all that is going down today socially [as the key dominoe in a great many dominoes that have fallen], as a political force for change that carries over to influence the attitudes of all women. Do I believe it? I’m confident enough to say I know it. We are in a spiritual crisis in this world. But again, I suppose with what appears to be a pretty dull mind you display here, you will translate that to mean something religious. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – But I do relate to your post; boy, how I relate. I wish there were some sort of grass roots movement somewhere, where all of those who would like to cast off their yoke of suppression, find some community whereby, we could see our emotional states are not ‘unique’, but due to things much greater than any of us and how the world is turning. I believe it is a God given right that we feel…but not this god-awful weight that is thrown upon us, but to feel the wind in our hearts like the freshness of the sunlight itself as this horrible burden is lifted. Huh?
Huh? What is it you don’t understand? I think we’re on different planets.
YOu assume that ‘your planet’ is the one that is representitive of the greater whole; and in this ’sense’ of belonging you "think" you are not alone. My friend…you are so alone I could never bring your puny conscious existence to fully comprehend it…and thusly, is your saving grace. But I wish no ill toward anyone, but only respond to what was ‘ill’ will thrown toward me.
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Gotcha back?…No not at all…I relate 100%. First that workplace. I garner from your words that terrible terrible weight of dread…where the chest gets so so heavy from wariness and then weariness of all the political turmoil in a chaotic workplace comprised of unreasonable people, especially those who might have positional power over you. It is almost a burning sensation you know…like a knife that cuts somewhere beneath, near the heart; in the heart even. Weight. And you can’t [I can't anyway] get away from it. Dread. God I hate the feeling. Like being under constant jeopardy; no way to relax, to breath easy some… That heaviness is what we are all experiencing here I think [though circumstance might be quite varied]. This terrible weight…or we get to that stage having felt that weight so so so so so so so long and neverending that begin to feel nothing at all. This weight, it crushes you from inside out. Oh, then the wife you talk about. Women live in a different world you know, never to know the naked vileness of survivals struggle head on. Men compete on the most basic subliminal levels as well as the less complex normal workplace competitions. A woman enters the workplace (where I am anyway), and they are coddled for the most part, much as they all have been since these ‘empowerment’ movements have been going on. It used to be…or perhaps it was just my illusions…that a man and woman came together in life to become a single unit, one supporting the other in all ways. A good woman can look into a man’s heart and understand his torment, whatever it may be…and then make the world a softer place for her embrace and understanding. I don’t see that much anymore. What I see are only demands made by woman…and if you fail, no matter for what reasons, if the rules were against you, if someone tripped you from behind, whatever…no matter…now you fail her. Life has become so lopsided in so many ways. But women don’t win in all this either. Families are falling by the wayside like flies behind a fog truck. I think a lot of us would like simply to cast off this yoke that the world puts upon us today…but like yourself, we ‘fear’. What does one do for income? How do we support the lifestyles that we’ve grown accustomed? We’ve all looked upon the homeless and know how barren that is…to become ‘non-entities’ to society, like trash along the roadside. So, we put the next foot in front of the next and carry forward…realizing a growing futility that seeps the spirit from us as the days pass, over and over and over…and it only grows. And always, that ‘dread’ and the weight that always there, everpresent somewhere beneath one’s conscious [and mostly not so beneath either]. Me? I don’t want to die, not really; and I’m fairly certain no one else here does either. But there are things in life that are worse than death I think and for some of us, we are brought to bear that experience whereupon hope is all but lost. Demoralization comes by way of all the disappointments mounting up, all the disallusion, all the injustice. If it were just pestulence or tornados…maybe even war, I think I myself could bear it. But whatever is going down these days, this injustice that is all about, where a good man no longer counts or has been redefined to carry fangs, well, it is the demoralization that brings one down I think. It is not just what is happening to me that robs me of my spirit…but what I see happening to a lot of us; all of us perhaps. It’s all turned upside down now; the worst among us now reap the benefits [so it seems to me]. It funny how so righteous I feel in all this though, ha. I think that is the virtue of the innocent..that even a condemned man can go to the gallows with his head high with a cockiness and a certain sense of ‘higher domain’, simply for the fact they HAVE DONE NOTHING WRONG. In fact, certain ‘wrongness’ lay with those who have defiled you and who have set about your destruction for sake of decrepidness in their own spiritual makeup. But I do relate to your post; boy, how I relate. I wish there were some sort of grass roots movement somewhere, where all of those who would like to cast off their yoke of suppression, find some community whereby, we could see our emotional states are not ‘unique’, but due to things much greater than any of us and how the world is turning. I believe it is a God given right that we feel…but not this god-awful weight that is thrown upon us, but to feel the wind in our hearts like the freshness of the sunlight itself as this horrible burden is lifted. Life is precious. But it’s not so precious that we should be made to accept ‘foul’ things in our existence, whereby the spirit is turned into sociopathic monstrocity; or, if victim to all that is taking place, into those destroyed feeling of horrible weight that our injustice puts upon us. I wish there was some movement somewhere. Ha, guess I gotcha back on the gotcha back.
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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Gotcha back?…No not at all…I relate 100%. First that workplace. I garner from your words that terrible terrible weight of dread…where the chest gets so so heavy from wariness and then weariness of all the political turmoil in a chaotic workplace comprised of unreasonable people, especially those who might have positional power over you. It is almost a burning sensation you know…like a knife that cuts somewhere beneath, near the heart; in the heart even. Weight. And you can’t [I can't anyway] get away from it. Dread. God I hate the feeling. Like being under constant jeopardy; no way to relax, to breath easy some… That heaviness is what we are all experiencing here I think [though circumstance might be quite varied]. This terrible weight…or we get to that stage having felt that weight so so so so so so so long and neverending that begin to feel nothing at all. This weight, it crushes you from inside out. Oh, then the wife you talk about. Women live in a different world you know, never to know the naked vileness of survivals struggle head on.
I like to find this fairy tale world you think women live in. Men compete on the most basic subliminal levels as well as the less complex normal workplace competitions. A woman enters the workplace (where I am anyway), and they are coddled for the most part, much as they all have been since these ‘empowerment’ movements have been going on.
Oh please, or maybe I just had the wrong type job for 20 years? Men and women were both treated equally like crap where I worked! It used to be…or perhaps it was just my illusions…that a man and woman came together in life to become a single unit, one supporting the other in all ways.
That is the ideal I always looked for, seems to have alluded me. A good woman can look into a man’s heart and understand his torment, whatever it may be…and then make the world a softer place for her embrace and understanding. I don’t see that much anymore. What I see are only demands made by woman…and if you fail, no matter for what reasons, if the rules were against you, if someone tripped you from behind, whatever…no matter…now you fail her.
Sad you have had experiences that color your thoughts in this way. Lori Mc – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Life has become so lopsided in so many ways. But women don’t win in all this either. Families are falling by the wayside like flies behind a fog truck. I think a lot of us would like simply to cast off this yoke that the world puts upon us today…but like yourself, we ‘fear’. What does one do for income? How do we support the lifestyles that we’ve grown accustomed? We’ve all looked upon the homeless and know how barren that is…to become ‘non-entities’ to society, like trash along the roadside. So, we put the next foot in front of the next and carry forward…realizing a growing futility that seeps the spirit from us as the days pass, over and over and over…and it only grows. And always, that ‘dread’ and the weight that always there, everpresent somewhere beneath one’s conscious [and mostly not so beneath either]. Me? I don’t want to die, not really; and I’m fairly certain no one else here does either. But there are things in life that are worse than death I think and for some of us, we are brought to bear that experience whereupon hope is all but lost. Demoralization comes by way of all the disappointments mounting up, all the disallusion, all the injustice. If it were just pestulence or tornados…maybe even war, I think I myself could bear it. But whatever is going down these days, this injustice that is all about, where a good man no longer counts or has been redefined to carry fangs, well, it is the demoralization that brings one down I think. It is not just what is happening to me that robs me of my spirit…but what I see happening to a lot of us; all of us perhaps. It’s all turned upside down now; the worst among us now reap the benefits [so it seems to me]. It funny how so righteous I feel in all this though, ha. I think that is the virtue of the innocent..that even a condemned man can go to the gallows with his head high with a cockiness and a certain sense of ‘higher domain’, simply for the fact they HAVE DONE NOTHING WRONG. In fact, certain ‘wrongness’ lay with those who have defiled you and who have set about your destruction for sake of decrepidness in their own spiritual makeup. But I do relate to your post; boy, how I relate. I wish there were some sort of grass roots movement somewhere, where all of those who would like to cast off their yoke of suppression, find some community whereby, we could see our emotional states are not ‘unique’, but due to things much greater than any of us and how the world is turning. I believe it is a God given right that we feel…but not this god-awful weight that is thrown upon us, but to feel the wind in our hearts like the freshness of the sunlight itself as this horrible burden is lifted. Life is precious. But it’s not so precious that we should be made to accept ‘foul’ things in our existence, whereby the spirit is turned into sociopathic monstrocity; or, if victim to all that is taking place, into those destroyed feeling of horrible weight that our injustice puts upon us. I wish there was some movement somewhere. Ha, guess I gotcha back on the gotcha back.
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Tooly, I enjoyed your post very much. I think we are a lot alike. You are a man of passion, like me. My blood runs hot – as has always been my nature. How I wish it were otherwise! How I wish I had the gift of ‘blankness’, of ‘go with the flow’ but alas, I do NOT. You’d think by now I’d be beyond surprises and accustomed to the madness of the world, but apparently not. And at the moment I am not much in the mood for contemplating, but rather for just getting drunk (which I am now in the process of doing). This has been simply an awful week for me. Things at work are bad, people have been losing their jobs, which only heightens the stress within me. All the ‘upper management’ of the company is quarrelling with one another and pointing fingers behind closed doors in meetings as business floats away. (I carefully listen to everything as I sit at my desk). The air at work is so thick you could cut it with a knife and serve it on a plate. What’s more, I keep saying to myself "just get through this week, re-coup and re-group during the weekend, and face the next week with a fresh perspective. This is all in vain of course, and each week gets worse and worse. My marriage is falling apart – my wife refuses to look for work and doesn’t seem to want kids (or at least won’t admit to as much). I’ve put up with this shit for almost 9 years… Couple this with the fear of losing my job and it is simply too much to stand. So for now, I drink! Everyday I am beaten down just a little bit more. I feel as if I am under a curse. When I am knocked down, I try to get up bravely, but in turn for my defiance, I am knocked down again even HARDER! I sacrifice my heath with my worries as I smoke and drink. I agree with you that it seems that the world seems to be coming to a crescendo – to a sort of climax. Everyone is so stirred up and self-important these dayz. They drive like assholes, practically running each other off the road – everyone is in a hurry. And then I think about 9/11, (yes, happy fucking anniversary) the economy, whatever the topic, it just keeps getting more ridiculous. The Darwinism you allude to, the ‘dog eat dog’ and ‘every man for himself’ reality is alive and well. If it were a company in which I could buy stock, I’d sell everything I own and even invest in blood! So I have been carefully contemplating a decision — to leave my job, my wife — to sell my house and my car — to simplify — to ‘GO TO ZERO’ , sink to the floor for a while — for what I now yearn for is an escape from this all. I need time away — emotionally and geographically. Some time to dig deep inside myself and search for the truth. For what purpose have I been created? What has God intended for me? The questions go on, and I need time. I apologize for raving and ranting (gotcha back, didn’t I!) , but I cannot help it right now. I am low, down….. depressed. Like you, I want to fight it valiantly, but there is no fuel in the tank. So I’m getting tanked! Cheers! ~McFly PS – Did you ‘investigate’ Schopenhauer’ ??
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. I understand about personal responsibility too. Being a burden on others is the last straw that breaks the camel’s back for me. Still, it always feels good to rant Dead end jobs with no where to go…endless futility…whilst we watch through the chain link fence across to those ‘fortunate’, frolicking in the good life, partaking of the rewards you nor I will ever see. I could stand it too, with stoic calm…if for only a glimmer of moral repose by any one; for just a glimpse of virtuous perpitude that these who reap the harvest are just and the right ones, that those who recieve the rewards are the ‘better’ man or woman who should so ‘righly’ by nature, reap those rewards. God judges this? All I see are predators with larger teeth, sharper claws and who now become the moral equivalents of Ceasar, ready to watch Rome burn with the care of a violin tune. I’m not believing this you know. Things cannot be this bad; I mean, there must be some natural law that kicks in. Every which way I think, there’s some conclusion that puts up road blocks to escape futility. I think a lot of hellish experience in this world is based not just on circumstance, but of sense of loss. Two blind men may not suffer the same plight in the same way, if one was born blind, while the other loses his vision after seeing the world. I’m not seeing everyday suffering here…but the reality of Hell itself nearby. There must an answer…there simply must. I always like to at least try and be positive…somehow. I don’t believe we should fear death. Like anyone else, I don’t know what’s on the other side either [that there is an 'other' side]…but I’m pretty certain it is not something we should fear. We should not fear the inevitable. I know this sounds crazy…and in my own way, I have endeared God to my own heart and mind in my life. But…we simply cannot allow Hell to exist [in ourselves or the world]…even if it is God’s will somehow. We have to fight back; to make a stand somehow. I know that sounds ridiculous, but I will not allow this world to extinguish me in that way it now goes, even if it means I must entertain all that I have never believed in, have never endeared as truth. I will ‘hate’ before I will give up my soul; and I will at least empower myself to that degree that I can feel my ‘rage’. This should not have happened…all of it. It is REAL. WE ARE REAL. Life, as we have allowed the experience to become, has been corrupted and stands today as a foul thing. A lot of innocent people of course…mostly good too…but, we given ourselves up as fodder for the cannons of those ‘foul’ of self, devoided of conscience. Humanity is…well, dying [though the highly intelligent animal homo sapien carries stridefully on]. We must have some weapon among us; some ‘resource’ that is a bargain chip. There is power in collectivism…but so hard to organize. For that, a ‘focus’ is needed. It doesn’t have to be anything all that worthy either, just something to capture our imagination. Ha…all this sounds crazy I know; organize? For what cause? What burning issue? Ha, to dream on I guess. Perhaps all those ‘weak’ who would like to know what it is to be strong…all those disenfranchised as the ill and misbegotten, the non-pretty, the malformed, the less than bright, the sensitive, or perhaps just those unfortunate to have lost the game for the cheaters and abusers they’ve come across in life…and like some circus freak show to become an army somehow and fight back. God…I don’t want to hurt the hair of a single flea…and yet, I’d only wish back upon my tormentors what they themselves have in REALITY put upon me. All those served up to Hell’s dominion for no reason…to rise up and rebell against ‘the man’. Isn’t that the day; the times we are in? I say bring it on…let’s get it over with; this turmoil that seems so apparent on our doorstep, brought here by those faced away from God’s moral cause in their hearts, who have taken over the systems and have become our new ’sociopath’ overseers. Like a light bulb, the human essence is being turned off worldwide…at the very least in western culture. Look around; sober up and just look around. A lot of good people everywhere…and yet, allowing such foul things to grow in our midst. I will not serve the Devil…and I rebell against God for having put me here. Where does that leave things… Sure I go insane…it doesn’t matter anymore. And insanity is some guy’s definition who knows life as a clipboard and is probably unawares of his own delusions based in Grandeur just because he has sanctions of the society and perhaps the Id Wizard himself. God…how many idiots have we witnessed being given those damn clipboards now…who line us up, meaure us, and assign us like cattle at feed troughs. End of today’s rant, ha.
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He says he will commit suicide if I don’t divorce him. Am I suppose to take this seriously or assume it’s just another one of his temper tantrums.
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He says he will commit suicide if I don’t divorce him. Am I suppose to take this seriously or assume it’s just another one of his temper tantrums.
This is a most peculiar threat.
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My ex thought about suicide all the time, almost tried it once w/ my gun, this was over something else besides me or what happened between us, some good advice I got from a close friend w/ your type of problem, too, is that we make choices in life and if he is pulling that kind of "or else" treatment this is not love, this is something very messed up and he needs to see a counselor for it, but you have your life to lead and should not be forced into situations over threats. I had a girlfriend actually attempt it after I left her she showed me her scars later, and she told me she would, but people dont love you who force you into those situations, that is a twisted, selfish act and has only to do with their desires and not yours. I would STRONGLY suggest that YOU go see a therapist b/c it could damage you if you dont get things straight, im no therapist, only giving you my own experience, good luck and God Bless. — -Qui peccat ebrius luat sobrius
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Take it seriously. — Dan – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – He says he will commit suicide if I don’t divorce him. Am I suppose to take this seriously or assume it’s just another one of his temper tantrums.
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One way that I’ve heard from a professional to stop this cycle: every time he even so much as mentions the word ’suicide’, call 911. Threatening suicide is not a threat, it’s a call for help. He will either get the help that he needs when they come pick him up, or he will stop making the threats.
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If he is threatening suicide, then professional help is needed. However, don’t let his life become your responsibility. Call a suicide hotline and ask for help for him. Stephi – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – He says he will commit suicide if I don’t divorce him. Am I suppose to take this seriously or assume it’s just another one of his temper tantrums.
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He says he will commit suicide if I don’t divorce him. Am I suppose to take this seriously or assume it’s just another one of his temper tantrums.
If you DON’T divorce him? Then divorce him. If he’s gonna kill himself, you can’t stop him.
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He says he will commit suicide if I don’t divorce him. Am I suppose to take this seriously or assume it’s just another one of his temper tantrums.
"If you don’t divorce him"? Why is he trying to force you to assume responsibility for this? If he’s so desperate, why doesn’t he file for divorce from you? Does he honestly think this is something only you can do? As for taking it seriously, maybe he means it, maybe he doesn’t. The one thing he needs to understand _right now_ is that if he chooses to kill himself, it is entirely his responsibility — just the same as it’s his responsibility to file for the divorce if the marriage has become so intolerable to him he feels he has to resort such childish threats. Especially when it would be just as easy for him to file the paperwork as you. Just my opinions, probably made in the absence of all the available and relevant facts, but there it is… Rebecca
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He says he will commit suicide if I don’t divorce him. Am I suppose to take this seriously or assume it’s just another one of his temper tantrums.
First question. Because you have a rocketmail e-mail account, I can’t tell where you’re from, so do you have to *agree* to a divorce before one will happen?? Second question. Why would *you* want to be with someone who seems to prefer to be dead than be married?? (That, of course, is assuming he’s serious. I, myself, tend to take all threats of suicide as serious. Even if he is NOT actively suicidal and making the plans and all, just the fact the he would *wish* he was dead if he had to continue being married shows that the desire to be divorced is pretty strong for him.) Tracey
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