Jun 27 2008
Maybe
I have not been this emotionally wrung out and on the verge of sobbing uncontrollably since I was a thirteen year old girl who hated her nose, her parents, her brother and sister and her life.
It would be very easy to blame this on pre-menopausal hormones. It would be even easier to blame this on all of the changes I’ve gone through over the past three months. And both of those excuses very good reasons are true. But having someone to talk to and listen; listen to what I’m SAYING…not the words, but the feelings behind them would go so much further than being told that I’m the problem.
So that when I say, “I don’t feel comfortable in my own house anymore.” Instead of trying to pacify me with “That’s stupid.”, why not HEAR me and ask me, “Is there anything I can do?” Or better yet, say, “I understand.” Even if you don’t right then. But then THINK about what I’ve said and remember your psychology classes. Remember when I said, “I’m feeling a bit overwhelmed by life right now”? That could have been a tip-off.
Maybe if you did that, I wouldn’t be sitting here crying right now and turning my head when you walk by so you won’t see me.
Maybe then I could tell you that I’m scared that my hair won’t grow back. That I’ll be forever wearing scarves and be afraid of unexpected visitors or having to meet strangers who ask if I’m covering my head for religious reasons or worse, because I have cancer.
I could tell you that I’m scared that I won’t find a job that I like when I lose this one in November. Or that I won’t find one at all. That I’m scared enough that I won’t be able to support the two people that I have been supporting for the past eleven years without adding another to the mix. Another whose contribution to this household has consisted of nothing more than something else to worry about.
Maybe I could tell you that it bothers me that you scream at our son for the smallest transgression, but that when 24 “forgets” AGAIN to check the water softener, you fill it up and never mention it to him.
I could tell you that instead of groping my tits or ass when I walk by, you’d get so much further if you offered to put lotion on my back or took me to dinner. Alone. Without me having to suggest it.
Maybe I could tell you that yelling when I don’t remember a rant you made two weeks ago about some political figure only makes me feel like you think I’m stupid, it doesn’t make me want to go read every article ever written on the topic. Although I’d really like to have an intelligent political conversation with you, because I think you’d be surprised at my opinion on things that are going on in the world.
I could tell you I’m not criticizing your ability to keep the house clean when I sweep the kitchen floor or MOVE the furniture to vacuum, it’s just that I do things differently and notice when there’s dust under the cedar chest. I could tell you I don’t MIND doing it, even if you just did it three days ago - because, y’know, I don’t cut an acre of grass every week in addition to cooking and cleaning and laundry and we have a dog and two cats and 4 people in this house.
Then you wouldn’t walk in here and find me in tears because you said that I’m not being myself and everyone notices that I’m walking on eggshells. That I’m “killing us” because I don’t say what’s on my mind.
Because if I could explain all of that to you, then we could laugh about the fact that my cheeks are wet and we’re out of tissues because those hormones went apeshit again just when I heard that song on the radio. We could celebrate my going out to get the mail without putting on a baseball cap in case someone drives by. We could smile and laugh when 24 brings his friends over for tacos instead of my wondering, “Am I being normal now? How about now?”
But, no, because you wouldn’t stop and think about what I said the day I told you that I was feeling overwhelmed by life, I am sitting up here crying again, and you’re down there banging things around to get ready to feed the masses. Or maybe I’m sitting here crying because you did think about it and just didn’t care.
—- I wasn’t going to post this, except my friend Candy sent me an email, “What good is having a blog if you can’t blog about it :)”. And since she needs to know what she’s getting into when we get married, I know she is exactly right, I did. Thanks sweetie. XX —-
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oh, Ree, I’m sorry.
I hate it that you’re hurting and that the person who should be listening and supporting you … is just getting frustrated instead.
Can you tell him this at a dinner with just the two of you, alone? Can you write him a letter? Direct him to the website?
I think you need a break from life.
(Also … maybe you don’t want to hear it, but there are some great wigs out there on the market that look very natural if it really freaks you out that much, caring about what people think about you. )
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I’m so sorry… And this is so why I need to work on my private blog - the one my family doesn’t know about. I have nowhere to go with these moments, right now.
If he stops acting stupid, I think it is time for a HUGE talk.
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Come on down to Carolina, and I’ll share some of my Vicodin with you.
Can you print off your blog and give it to him? Instead of turning your head away so that he won’t see you, can you throw him in the car, take a drive, and sit somewhere and talk?
There are no easy answers. I’m sorry for your pain and uncertainty. And I’m sorry that the surest path to hair growth is minimizing stress, because it seems like your stress is not likely to be minimized anytime soon.
Seriously. Come to Carolina. I’ll share.
Yikes.
I feel as though I want to give you a hug, but that’s silly, because my arms aren’t long enough. But if I were there in person, you’d get one for sure. And I’m noted in my family for my unhuggability.
Do you have anyone else you can sound off too? When I’m feeling well pretty much anything, I sit and talk to my imaginary therapist. I rant and rave, or laugh, or whatever, and get everything out. I have a pretty vivid imagination, so it’s almost as good as actually talking to someone. Plus, I don’t have to wonder if the other person will still respect me after I’ve finished cussing. I get to say and feel whatever I want, without having to justify it, even if I am only listening to the sound of my own voice.
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Oh sweetie. I am so sorry you are having such a crappy time! I’m thinking that you were very eloquent about everything you’re feeling and Mr.Hot needs to read it, too. It’s so much harder to get everything you said across to someone in a conversation, because they keep interjecting their thoughts and questions when, as you said, they just need to listen.
I will pray for you.
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Would you ever let him read this? It could go either way, couldn’t it? I know that if I wrote something like that and Brad read it he would just go on the defensive and turn it all around on me. When I wrote my Sex God post it was a very sacrificial act because I knew that when he read it he would make sure NOT to follow it. But he wasn’t getting any anyway so I thought what the heck.
Isn’t it funny that we can’t talk about things with the people we’re supposed to be closest to? There aren’t supposed to be any walls there, but if anything there are more walls, complete with snipers and barbed wire.
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Oh, Ree, I’m sorry. I go thru similar shit with That Canadian Boy I Married and it sucks. Do you see a therapist at all? Maybe it would help. I wish I had some advice, but I haven’t had much luck in the whole understanding department either. {{{hugs}}}
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{hugs} I really understand the not feeling comfortable in your own house. My in-laws lived with us for two years. TWO YEARS!! It was fine at first, then got very uncomfortable. But it’s harder not to have the person who is supposed to be your ally not on your side. Have a talk with Mr. Hot, I’m sure he doesn’t mean to dismiss your feelings. Best wishes, sweetie.
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While the circumstances may be completely different, I’m often in the place where you are right now. And I find every time this happens, that if I voice my concerns and worries to the person I’m upset with, that it makes me feel so much better, even if it doesn’t solve anything. It sounds like you need a quiet dinner at home tonight with 24 out of the house. At dinner, tell him how you feel, but try not to make it accusatory. Hopefully a great conversation will blossom out of it. If in two weeks you’re still in the same place, it may be time to discuss alternate living arrangements for 24 which keep him close to Mr. Hot, but also keep you sane. Because your happiness matters just as much as Mr. Hot and 24.
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No wonderful words of advice here. Just a virtual hug and a someone willing to listen.
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I don’t have any advice, only hugs.
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Hugs!
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{{{{HUGS}}}} being sent to Ree . . .
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I love you, honey.
And I wish I could do more.
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Oh honey, I wish I could say or do something to make you feel better! If only I was your neighbour, I could come over and give you hugs and a shoulder. Always here reading, even if I don’t stop to say hello much.
((hugs)) xx
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As usual Ree, I think you are brave, brave, brave. You put so many things, including yourself out there for everyone and you don’t take anything for yourself. I am sorry you are feeling so overwhelmed right now. I wish I was three. We’d tie one one, talk smack about the men, laugh/cry/talk about your hair, and think of Lucy & Ethel scenarios for getting 24 to move back out. You get to be Lucy because she’s cool. Like you.
Thanks for opening up and sharing. Sometimes talking like this helps you figure out what to do or makes you feel better. Get some clarity, you know?
I think I am rambling but in a nutshell: Now that you’ve figured out how to say what’s bothering you to us. Say it to him.
Hugs.
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Want to come visit me? Then we can cry and lament the damn men who don’t ask simple questions ‘How are you doing? Are you okay?’ would be a good start.
I envy the fact that you can blog about yours. I can’t yet.
And hugs from me over here. Print the post and leave it in his shoes maybe?
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Big vodka-and-lemonade filled hugs to you!
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Sending you hugs, my friend!
You know, if you’re like me (and you are because we are both awesome) sometimes we express ourselves better in writing. Maybe you could show him this so he KNOWS how you feel. Or at least parts of it?
Hang in there!
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Poop!
I hate when that happens … the rains pour down all at once.
Maybe you should print this post out for Mr. H because you wrote from the heart … and all our hugs and prayers can’t respond as fast as him being understanding.
I hope the sun comes out real soon.
<3
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Well gosh, I guess I will wait in line to give you a gigantic cyber hug. You know, I think men just have some sort of empathetic gene missing…I really believe they don’t get, and it is not even on purpose. Honestly, I don’t think telling him will help. Maybe he reads your blog?
As for the hair, you are such a character, I don’t see how anyone would even notice. You could be cool like Dolly Parton and buy a different wig for every day :). Or like the girl on Alias…change character on whim? I wish I could bring you a bottle of wine, some Ouzo, some good food, and some laughs. Hang in there sister :).
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Oh.
I know what you’re feeling. And, I can’t put it on the blog, ’cause the MIL and FIL read and that would just be…awkward?
I did have the great good luck to post a whine about my mother on someone else’s blog this week - it felt good to get it out.
I’m sorry.
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Why don’t you take him for a ride, go pick up some good coffee and go sit in the park on a bench, and start talking, and listening… Got to have communication, right, for things to run fairly smoothly, both ways. By turning away, and not communicating that you’re upset, he isn’t picking up that something is not kosher, and isn’t communicating back. Let him know, Ree, that you want to talk… Yes, all too often, we guys just don’t pick up on things as quickly as we should. Grab him by the ear (or some other body part) and when you have his attention, head for the car, coffee and park bench… Sorry if this isn’t as comforting as it probably should be; it’s been kind of hectic my way for a couple of days, too. Good talking! (((((Ree)))))
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Can you put Mr Hot on again? I’ll wait…
…
…
Are you here? Okay….*SMACK*
Dude, seriously? I just want you to be aware that I have the biggest chick crush I’ve ever had in my whole life on your woman, and you’re making it REALLY EASY for me to make my move.
*SMACKSMACK*
Alright, you’re on notice. Lemme have Mrs Hot back…
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Ree? Dude. Hugs. Boys are dumb sometimes. Hair is, also. But me? Still lovin’ you. ((hugs))
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((HUGE HUGS)) just for you! I think that there must be something in the air lately. ‘cuz The Man and I have been at each other like snakes in a pit recently, and it sounds about like you and Mr. Hot have as well.
Maybe we should run away and have some girly time (although, running together would be impossible, we could just do it at the same time LOL) See how they like that one.
And I agree with the above post-er, boys are seriously dumb sometimes. It says on a tshirt that we should throw rocks at them, I wonder if it would help? LOL
Much LOVE!!
Just like the others, I wish I had some wonderful words of wisdom. A magic potion to make it all better. Talking to Mr. Hot would be the mature thing to do. Hell, it might even work. I wouldn’t do that though. If I try to talk with Mr. Crankypants I end up crying and I HATE that. Since this is very important, I would write it all out and send it to him or leave it out for him. Let him read it and give him some time to think about it. Men are odd creatures. They just don’t get it at all. They are able to put “things” in separate compartments and file them away. Women keep everything all together and pick at it constantly, trying to work it all out. You’re not alone. From all these comments you have a large group who are willing to listen, drink with you, slap Mr. Hot around, and give you a lot of hugs. Now go buy some tissues and feel better soon.
Ree…all I can offer you is my understanding and a virtual hug. Remember the book…:Men are from Mars…?”Yeah…that one. They don’t think like we do. They are not intuitive unless it comes to hunting. As much as we would like for them to figure it out on thier own the simple truth is they only can if they are gay! Only gay men have that understanding and sympathetic gene that kicks in without everything having to be spelled out for them. I go through these same issues myself with my husband. I looked at him two weeks ago with tears streaming down my face and I said..I am not going to make it..there is something wrong with me and I cannot even begin to explain it to you. Did he ask for details on how suicidal I was feeling? No…but if he had, he would have known that at that point in time..I would have gladly popped a bottle of pills to be done with it. Then I started my period the next day and I figured it all out on my own. :o) But still! The unfeeling bastard!
If they cannot fix it manually…forget it. They would rather not go into detail talking about it. I would talk to him though…it is your house too. It is your family too. Your frustrations with 24 are valid. The 4 of you need to sit down and discuss the situation so that all in the house are feeling respected.
I am glad you blogged about this. You will get many bits of advice that will be useful.
Much love to you!
Jodi
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Sometimes people get to wrapped up in what they do in life. They tend to be blind with what is in front of them. Some don’t see that life is really short and need enjoy it with there better 1/2. You always reach a point where you have enough. Like Jodi said time to site everyone down and have a open talk so each person knows what path each other is on. This is just another small test for you to over come in life. Hang in there Ree!
Obi
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So far you’ve got 29 peeps who are more than willing to listen and sympathize, but I know that it only helps if it’s the one that matters that listens. My “dear husband” (has anyone invented that sarcasm font yet?) does not listen. While I am speaking, he is formulating what he will say next, therefore does not hear a thing I say. If I write it down and present it to him, he seems to absorb more of it. Since you have so eloquently expressed yourself here, I say print it and give it to him.
And if I may presume to put myself in Mr. Hot’s place for a moment, when he responds “that’s stupid” when you say you don’t feel comfortable in your home, it’s (IMHO) probably because he feels like it’s his fault b/c it’s his kid and he doesn’t know what to do about it. Sorry for guest posting in your comments.
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I’ve got a guest room in Portland, a pitcher of lemon drops in the fridge and a dog that will jump up on you and give you kisses (sorry about that last part, it’s just how it is around here). I’m SO SORRY you’re hurting and don’t have the people closest to you to turn to right now. But I’m glad you turned to a bunch of people who can prop you up until those jerks come to their senses. Let it out lady–you have a TON of responsibility and it’s okay to get overwhelmed from time to time. Good for you to let it out. Keep it comin’, we’ll all be here as long as you need!
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How about we kick that “Fee and Ree” roadshow off and I’ll shave my head and get a really crap tattoo on my head - that way folk will be staring at me!?
We could travel round all the Vodka makerers and get suitably twatted whilst putting the world to rights.
Seriously though, perhaps it’s time to sit down with hubs and get it all off your chest
…then flick 24 in the forehead really really hard and give him another “no” - It could go like this; “Look fuckchops, NOOOOOOOOOO”
Chin up friend, and pass the vodka!
My heart is so sad right now reading this. Ree, I’m with the others - I think he might absorb more if he reads this in writing. And break it into little paragraphs - read, discuss, read, discuss?
You have so much on your plate right now and you are the rock of reason for many of us. We’ve got your back chica and if you need me to smack Mr. Hot, I can. He’s obv. dealing with guilt from eons away from 24 and he has to learn that Shortman will notice the favoritism and that’s not cool.
You can always put him on cookie ban. He’ll be s.o.l. until he gets a clue.
*hugz* I’m only an email away if you want to vent, anytime.
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Oh, Ree, I don’t have any helpful suggestions, but I do have lots of sympathy, for what that’s worth. I’m so sorry, and I know how hard it is when you really just need a single person to pay attention and he won’t or can’t. I hope you’ll find a way to sit down with him soon to talk about this. And I hope he really HEARS you. (((hugs)))
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I am so sorry everything is so overwhelming right now! It is your house. If you should feel comfortable anywhere on this planet, it’s YOUR house. Our homes are our sanctuary. The one place where we can be ourselves.
Maybe it’s time for 24 to find other accommodations.
I have many, many times written Mr Hyphen letters to explain my thoughts and feelings…because speaking them through tears and between interruptions of young people just doesn’t work. And because a letter doesn’t offer options of debate about ‘my feelings’.
I think Mr Hot should read this exactly as you’ve written it.
If it’s any consolation…I’ve spent several days crying, too. And turning my head so nobody sees me is getting old. Tonight I sat in Mr Hyphen’s lap and cried my face off… he handed me tissues and told me we’d get through this. I know we’ll get “there”…it’s just the path between “here” and “there” that scares the crap out of me.
Good luck! It’s time to take back your power!
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Well shoot. This is where, if I lived near, I would hop in my car and come pick you up and take you to dinner. Then we would go buy a bunch of wine and go to the park and drink and swing. Then I would take you back home and bonk your hubby over the head with a bottle of lotion and tell him to smarten the hell up. *HUGS* and *MORE HUGS*
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Girlfriend!!!!
Courage. You’ve got courage.
I’ve been embarrassed to write these kinds of things. I want to pretend to have a great relationship. Even though I don’t. Sometimes, I come close to admitting the reality. Then backspace to oblivion and start fresh. No, I wouldn’t write that. Maybe I’d be real, and maybe I’d actually connect with another human being. That’s too much pressure.
I Feel.For.You.
I know where you are. I visit that place often. The weather sucks there. Next time I pull into town, I hope you’re not there, because I think you’re too groovy to waste time in that dump.
If I ever meet Mr. Hot (as if), I’m going to bloody his nose.
I’ve got no good advice - nuthin’. I don’t know what to say except that I think you’re awesome, and this is a drag (bulls%*t to be exact) for you.
You deserve better.
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Oh babe, that made me cry. I hate to feel the pain in your ‘voice’.
I have been there, over and over, you need to tell him. Guys just don’t get this shit even when it is freaking obvious.
Give yourself an extra big hug from me.
Love ya babe.
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I wish I could kiss your nose and make you feel better, but you’re married and so am I so instead, maybe I could take you to buy tacos and take said tacos and place them precariously into 24s’ pair of pants and retire behind a shrubbery to laugh gleefully at crumbcrotch madness. (and maybe fart in his general direction once or twice)
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No wisdom to offer, just want you to know that I triple dawg heart you.
Oh yeah, and my theory behind mens stoopidity is that they have a penis and a brain and only enough blood to run one at a time.
Email me your phone number. I’ll be home Monday or Tuesday and it’s time you had a reading to at least set your mind at rest about a few things. My treat.
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word girlfriend - sometimes men are scum. I think it’s a ploy to make us appreciate them when they pull off wonderful.
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Oh my god you’ve been living in my house and I didn’t even see you sneak in or out. I was gone all last week so I got a break from it. The offer is always good and I will stock up on vodka since I know you don’t do tequila. *hugs*
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awww, Ree! more cyber hugs from me to.
There’s definitely something in the air - I ended up crying and hiding it yesterday too. Thankfully my dh was NOT on that particular mood swing so we sorted in the same day - it does NOT always happen that way!
Oh honey. It’s not right for you to feel alone right now.
Men hardly ever understand something unless it’s explained to them, and sometimes they’re even grateful to have it explained.
Sometimes. Is it possible that he’s scared, too, right now?
If he says he wants you to say what’s on your mind, then say it? (And remind him he asked for it!!)
Sending many good thoughts and warm hugs.
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I remember having times when I have felt that way with N and we aren’t even married… Hugs to you and we are listening to you and we understand!
Sometimes all the history and comfort gets in the way of communication between couples. Having some time away from each other can help to clear the mind and allow situations to be viewed differently. Maybe taking a vacation from it all would help, do you have family or friends you can go have some fun with for a few days?
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Hey new friend - this is an incredible blog. Us men are idiots and we often don’t figure it out without some help. And then we always want to fix things when sometimes we should just say its going to be okay, we understand, and just keep listening.
And here after the first paragraph I thought that not knowing what is going on across the street was finally driving you mad!!
I hope that last couple days have been better for you.
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Hey, how are things with you? I’m worried for you. Check back here and let us know your doing ok.
Thinking about you ~ hoping that you and Mr. Hot have had that much-needed talk about all this and are currently spooning each other and completing each others’ sentences.
My arms won’t reach all the way up there, but I’m sending you a virtual {{{hug}}} or ten ~ hang in there, sweetie!
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((((HUGS))))
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Sending you some big hugs…..everyone else that has commented has already said what I would have.
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Ahh, my love. I’m days late to tell you I read myself in those words and will still marry you. But I did, and I will.
I had a similar conversation with a friend on the phone today. She about her husband, me about mine. And once again, we said to each other, “if it weren’t for the sex, I would so much rather be a lesbian.” Because there’s no way in hell we would let each other cry in lonely rooms.
I’m so very sorry you’re going through this. You’ll come out of it again, but you probably already know that. It’s what makes you who you are - strong, funny, resilient, loving. Hang in there.
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Lawd o’ mercy they just don’t GET IT sometimes. 24 may be family, but during the transition it must be like having company come and stay too long. Sorry, wish I could help.
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Holy Shit…
I wish I could come over and lay in the hammock with you I’d listen..and give you a hug or two or three.. Then we could have cocktails and spy on the neighbors across the street.
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I have no advice, but wanted to tell you that I hope things get better REALLY soon, Ree. So sorry you’re going through this!
xo,
Jules
House of Jules
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Oh, Hot. I can’t add much to all the wonderful comments you’ve already received except:
Communication sucks sometimes
Family sucks sometimes
Having an illness sucks a lot of the time
Sending you lots of hugs and good thoughts. xoxo
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Ugh…I hate it when boys don’t listen and don’t respond. Sometimes they are too thick headed…*hugs* coming from my way.
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Wow, hon, I know I’m late to the party, but I’m sending you big hugs and calming vibes. Your situation is really stressful right now, and don’t you dare blame your crying on hormones or pre-menopause or whatever–you have every right to feel overwhelmed by the situation without any biological excuses!
I’d say take a stand and make 24 move out. It’s your house, and it needs to run on your terms, especially if you’re the main breadwinner, period. If Mr. Hot ain’t happy with this, tough beans. His son, his problem–not yours (and trust me, I’d do the same thing if TBIK’s 25-year-old daughter ever came to live with us). This is obviously getting at your health and well-being.
And did I mention that you’ve got the most amazing eyes?
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Thank you for saying this for all of us. You have the ability to put into words what many of us just struggle to understand. What a gift. Although I am not in your situation, when I read what you wrote I immediately recognized the feelings quite well. I have felt those emotions many times, and you gave them a name. This is great writing.
I need to get over to this blog more often. I’m sorry you’re having a crappy stretch, but know that the crappy times make you enjoy the good ones all the more.
Sending you hugs and hope that it gets better…And that I wish I were as brave as you to be that honest.
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Hugs Ree! I’m listening.
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