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Sociology > Depression |
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"arethusa" |
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26 Jun 2005 05:56:54 PM |
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"well the long night turned into a couple long years..." |
it's been 7. 7 years. am i any better? don't answer that. i know
the answer. once someone in another news group told me i'd always be
the person i was then. i guess underneath it all i still am that
person. and "it all" includes many things. there's some jadedness,
some hollow places, a bit of bitterness, and a whole lot less
innocence. when did i stop believing every word out of every person's
mouth? i kind of liked my gullibility. or maybe that's just
nostalgia.
i have always been a princess, you see. now i'm a princess behind a
very deep moat filled with starving monsters who will eat you up if
you dare come near. don't dwaddle by the water. stand far back and
don't look directly at me. why do the people close to me love me? i
have no clue. you'd think they'd see what i see. or maybe they're
just more forgiving than i am, less judgmental.
potato's done.
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| User: "solidac" |
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| Title: Re: "well the long night turned into a couple long years..." |
26 Jun 2005 06:40:02 PM |
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"arethusa" <me@privacy.net> wrote in message
news:c9cub15b1sdkv1iooflf7698kl5e8lbjkn@4ax.com...
it's been 7. 7 years. am i any better? don't answer that. i know
the answer. once someone in another news group told me i'd always be
the person i was then. i guess underneath it all i still am that
person. and "it all" includes many things. there's some jadedness,
some hollow places, a bit of bitterness, and a whole lot less
innocence. when did i stop believing every word out of every person's
mouth? i kind of liked my gullibility. or maybe that's just
nostalgia.
i have always been a princess, you see. now i'm a princess behind a
very deep moat filled with starving monsters who will eat you up if
you dare come near. don't dwaddle by the water. stand far back and
don't look directly at me. why do the people close to me love me? i
have no clue. you'd think they'd see what i see. or maybe they're
just more forgiving than i am, less judgmental.
*
maybe they don't see the monsters because for them, they're not there. Or
the moat. Or at least, if it is - therre's a nice wide bridge across
The area where i live is behind an electrically operated gate. When
providing directions to vistors, i refer to the act of opening the gate as
'lowering the draw bridge'. Living behind a moat is ok. It screens out the
nuisance callers
potato's done.
yum.
Spud bake? With niceley browned cheese etc..?
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| User: "arethusa" |
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| Title: Re: "well the long night turned into a couple long years..." |
26 Jun 2005 08:16:51 PM |
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On Mon, 27 Jun 2005 09:10:02 +0930, "solidac" <waves@spam.bot> wrote:
maybe they don't see the monsters because for them, they're not there. Or
the moat. Or at least, if it is - therre's a nice wide bridge across
i guard myself well. no one gets "in" unless i allow them in. while
there may be a bridge, only i control the device that raises and
lowers it. i built it that way on purpose.
The area where i live is behind an electrically operated gate. When
providing directions to vistors, i refer to the act of opening the gate as
'lowering the draw bridge'. Living behind a moat is ok. It screens out the
nuisance callers
potato's done.
yum.
Spud bake? With niceley browned cheese etc..?
no, no cheese. just butter and salt and a whole lotta pepper. it
was good, but it left me wanting something more...
denise
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