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Posted: Sat Aug 05, 2006 10:42 pm
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UglyCoyoteNG Rainey - Thats what I was expecting. And I'm shocked, you have tourettes? What repetitive movements do you do? You don't have to answer, im just curiouse... sweatdrop Kakky - Yes it is. God, thank you. Thylacine - It seems, when it comes to illness, i'm not exactly typical. sweatdrop And neither of us (mother, Grandma, and I) know. All of our relatives are very secretive, and asking would only start a fight. Af - I'm a bit passed obsessive, to the sickeningly so. You might be. Don't know about it in your case though, I just know how obsessive I am. X< it was worse when I was younger and it was the physical tics rather than vocal.
Eye blinking, involuntary hands shaking and fingers tapping. foot shaking, leg shaking. facial contortions, abdominal jerking, nose twitching, sniffing,
If I think really hard about what I'm doing, I can stop it for a few hours, but as soon as I stop thinking, it just starts up right away
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Posted: Sat Aug 05, 2006 11:13 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 06, 2006 12:41 am
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Krissim Klaw NG, if it is affecting your life, then I would suggest telling your councilor. You have already taken the first step in the right direction. You can see the problems in some of your actions and recognize that they aren't right. Hopefully, the councilor can teach you the tools necessary to help overcome the obsessive urges. Personally, I'm more of a hypochondriac myself. You know, the type who comes down with every illness in the world after hearing about it. I'm horrible too because I love watching medical shows and all that kind of stuff. Not a good way to feed the obsession. I have to say the strangest one was when I was convinced a parasitel worm was going to work its way up from my intestines crawl up into my windpipe and choke me while I slept (<.< It can really happen… curse you zoology class with all your freaky parasites) Of course, it didn't help at the time I was suffering from acid reflux that caused a condition where it constantly felt like something was stuck in the back of my throat. Yah, I'm strange...^.^;;
Rainey - Oh, i see. I wasn't sure, some people have physical tics and thats all i've ever heard of.
Kriss - ... Oo woman, i am both shocked and amused.
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Posted: Sun Aug 06, 2006 6:45 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 06, 2006 7:01 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 06, 2006 8:00 pm
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FogSage Won't talk about my third day at work, other than it was long, tedious, boring and hot. Kids seemed all right.....most of the prizes we gave away were gone really quick.....the small promotional stuffies and t-shirts from Dole, Spam, Idaho Potatoes, ect. Other than that, there were Spam can piggy banks, rulers, pencils, chips, gum samples, red apples, and small cans of soda and water. Tomorrow, I'm going to sleep in like a cow. I don't care. I have NOWHERE to be, but Monday, I have to go to the dentist (oh joy) to get my teeth cleaned and then have to do closing for work, yippee skippy. =_= That's all, folks. I used to work retail. I was surprised, I thought I would hate it, but... well, it was a bookstore, which meant that if we had multiple copies of something, and business was slow, I could put my feet up on the counter and read.
Then again, I also spent a month and a half as a stablehand, and now I feed, water and muck out bird cages (I'm allergic to birds). So, who knows? Everyone takes work as they will.
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Posted: Sun Aug 06, 2006 8:04 pm
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Hello again.
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It just struck me that the Internet is a great equalizer.
A lot of us here are, frankly, pretty socially awkward. I'm pathologically shy, for example, although I can get over it if I have someone specific to ask a specific question. Maybe I'm making unkind assumptions about everyone else, but you read some interesting things that raise your eyebrows, here in this thread.
But we get along, more or less, via the intarweb.
I heartily approve of the intarweb for this reason. For me, it's a tool for making my life easier.
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Posted: Sun Aug 06, 2006 8:42 pm
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Shaviv FogSage Won't talk about my third day at work, other than it was long, tedious, boring and hot. Kids seemed all right.....most of the prizes we gave away were gone really quick.....the small promotional stuffies and t-shirts from Dole, Spam, Idaho Potatoes, ect. Other than that, there were Spam can piggy banks, rulers, pencils, chips, gum samples, red apples, and small cans of soda and water. Tomorrow, I'm going to sleep in like a cow. I don't care. I have NOWHERE to be, but Monday, I have to go to the dentist (oh joy) to get my teeth cleaned and then have to do closing for work, yippee skippy. =_= That's all, folks. I used to work retail. I was surprised, I thought I would hate it, but... well, it was a bookstore, which meant that if we had multiple copies of something, and business was slow, I could put my feet up on the counter and read. Then again, I also spent a month and a half as a stablehand, and now I feed, water and muck out bird cages (I'm allergic to birds). So, who knows? Everyone takes work as they will.
A bookstore is probably a lot more comfortable than the hard tiles of a grocery store. Also, you probably had airconditioning in the store, making it a trifle more comfortable than where I work. I'm so busy most of the time I barely notice it, but it does catch up with you eventually.....
If you got paid minimum wage just by working in a bookstore, I'd be there, baby. That sounds hella more fun than lugging groceries to people's cars in 100 degree weatther. razz
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Posted: Sun Aug 06, 2006 9:02 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 06, 2006 9:19 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 06, 2006 9:29 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 12:40 am
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Krissim Klaw How to tell your Raseberries are fresh? There is still a live inchworm walking around and eating one. -__-
Aww, but that's not a bad sign......if it was a fly, I'd be nervous........flies carry diseases other bugs don't. I mean, sure, the inchworm could be laying eggs or something in the fruit, but I think your stomach acid could handle that.
............I think I'll shut up now. ._.
I just read a book called Marley and Me. It's a wonderful book, very beautifully written, and it made me so sad at the end. It also made me feel very depressed.
So I ask this question that many others have asked before. What point is there to life if all we do is die? Is it death that makes life precious? That life is a fleeting opportunity, and that we must grip it and take everything we can from it?
I am sad and I do not know how to make myself happy again. It makes me sad and afraid to think of my own mortality, though previously I said otherwise. I am a weak human being, living a life I do not understand fully and only know understanding a small part of it. The thought of my death in whatever form it will come to me in makes me afraid. I don't want to die, nobody does. But it has to be. Nothing lives forever. And I wish I could though. I wish I could live forever and take in life for eternity, it's joys, it's sadnesses, all of it. It would be worth the time to me.
I don't know anymore.........
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 1:41 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 1:44 am
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FogSage I just read a book called Marley and Me. It's a wonderful book, very beautifully written, and it made me so sad at the end. It also made me feel very depressed. So I ask this question that many others have asked before. What point is there to life if all we do is die? Is it death that makes life precious? That life is a fleeting opportunity, and that we must grip it and take everything we can from it? I am sad and I do not know how to make myself happy again. It makes me sad and afraid to think of my own mortality, though previously I said otherwise. I am a weak human being, living a life I do not understand fully and only know understanding a small part of it. The thought of my death in whatever form it will come to me in makes me afraid. I don't want to die, nobody does. But it has to be. Nothing lives forever. And I wish I could though. I wish I could live forever and take in life for eternity, it's joys, it's sadnesses, all of it. It would be worth the time to me. I don't know anymore.........
Life eternal eh? I find the idea to be disturbing. Death is good, part of life as much as life itself. None can escape it. I think that living forever would be sad in a way for a person who could do so would linger, they would see the passing of those closest to them, and in time a person so cursed would no doubt fall in on themself afraid to reach out to others because they would see them pass as well. In the end a immortal would find themself alone in an empty grey world, all of the lives it could sustain exausted by the march of time. the person would linger still trapped in hatted life even as the stars themselves burnt to embers and passed. I doubt that even then that they would find release from their endless immortal coil.
I do not fear death overmuch for it comes for us all, I just hope to leave this world loved and respected by those who knew me well.
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 5:58 am
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