Random favourite songs from my far distant past. Enjoy.
I absolutely adore this guy! Love that voice!
4.15am 21st Feb 2018 As most of you know, I'm been radio silent the last few days after someone funny b*stard I know decided to have a tantrum and play *funny buggers* with me. Now I am sorting through the fallout of that, trying to prove to one customer support that I am me. Not... Continue Reading →
I have been talking to a very dear friend on and off for a number of years. Recently they read my entry about the grandmother and the father being a narcissist. My friend wrote to me and offered their own thoughts on this matter of what the grandmother was. I asked for their permission to post... Continue Reading →
With all the crap going on with me at the moment I thought I'd share with you all some funny Brits that I watch over in the land of YouTube. Big Clive and Ashens. I grew up watching all the old British BBC comedies and films. Love British humour and certain British accents just make... Continue Reading →
Just a quick note to let everyone know that the hacking attempt with my Steam and Netflix was NOT a real malicious attempt. No, still no written email, or phone calls, but they left an obvious *sign* that they had read my last post. Nary a peep since I posted last night and they sent... Continue Reading →
2.28am 18th Feb 2018 Mirroring my own IP address while I'm asleep, huh? ~offers a barely audible sleepy growl~ Good thing it's so frigging hot in this place that I can't sleep right through the nights. Good thing I woke up when I did to pee. Ja, I know you are clever, we had already... Continue Reading →
I suppose you feel happy showing me just how pc savvy you are, huh....? Yes, I can see you f*cking smiling over there, down here or where ever you f**kin are. Yeh, I know - "Ye'd have to av beeeeeen dare, init!!" I highly suspect the phone number you added was fake. However if it was... Continue Reading →
How do flowers factor in this I see you wondering? Let's just say one should look at the bigger picture before looking for meaning where there is none. However, it does give me the opportunity to natter on about the grandmother who lovingly called me a "Half-breed squinty eyed yellow chink" and a "Gook" numerous... Continue Reading →
I have been reading B's journal for a while now. Some fascinating entries here, seen through the eyes of someone that has been there. B has even triggered a number of memories in me that I had long since forgotten. B has made me explore the dark reaches of my memory and I have come... Continue Reading →
Monsieur Lion writes his thoughts on suicide and the right to die. This topic was spoken about first by Savannah. I followed up with my thoughts on it. Now Lawrence is doing the same. We have bounced around this topic for a few posts, re-blogging each other's pages and offering our own thoughts. It does... Continue Reading →
16th Feb 2018 Yesterday I learned a valuable lesson. I learned that not everyone with a WordPress blog is as they seem. I trust until I am given reason not to trust. Since they were not writing in English it's that much harder to *read* a person online. I thought they was going to kill... Continue Reading →
A happy, joyful celebration of the cats that I have known over my near forty years of life. I have a few journal entries started or half written, alas they are all dark topics. Memories of my childhood triggered by one blog that I had completely forgotten about. A few about my drug addiction. I... Continue Reading →
More from my friendly Lion and his fight to make a change.
This time talking about child abuse and bullying. The damage it can have on someone that will last a lifetime.
Do drop by and give Lawrence your support…
I have my lil’ mouse-y fingers crossed for you, as per usual Monsieur Lion! :D
Go on, what are you still doing here reading my natterings! shoo!
One of my favorite psychiatrists told me once that “Prints on fresh cement never disappear”.
This powerful analogy perfectly defines the long-lasting effect of abuses have on children and their lifetime repercussions.
Regardless of how many therapies you follow or other means you find to deal with it in order to minimize their impacts on your life, they are still around. The root of the damage(s) stays forever and sometimes comes up to the surface in a hidden way.
I was severely bullied, mentally and physically, from kindergarten up to 7 years old. I was bitten up, spat at, nobody wanted to play with me and the list goes on. I was afraid to tell my parents or the school as the bullies threatened me that if I told anybody, things would get worse for me. I believed them and told no one, neither the school or my parents until…
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Or so I am led to believe if I take the lack of weather predictions past Thursday the 15th on my nifty Win10 weather app. Anyone want to get together for an end of the world party on Thursday night...? WooHoo! End of the world party! ~laughs~ On a serious note... Those of us that use... Continue Reading →
Things like this need to be passed around and shared.
Monsieur Lion is fighting the stigma of mental health by taking it to the big people that matter in our society. Lawrence is all gung-ho about this. He has made it his own personal mission! Go, Monsieur Lion, I believe in you!
~does happy dance~
So drop by and show him your support!
I have been searching high and low for some “historical mentor” or some inspiration to help me express my thoughts. I have limited my search to the 20th and 21st centuries. Anything before that seemed irrelevant for the message I’d like to convey.
After days of research, I believe I have found it. It is a speech that struck me and baffled me. It is the famous speech of Dr. Martin Luther King; “I have a dream”, delivered on August 28, 1963.
Before I go any further I want to make it very clear that I am not and wouldn’t dare to compare his fight, his cause to ours nor do I compare myself to him in any way. I am only referring to his phenomenal text as an inspirational guideline.
I have a dream too, that we, mentally ill people will be treated and considered the same as anyone…
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I came across an article in Owlcation about a man sharing his thoughts on growing up without a father. He, in turn, had come across a news article in the DailyMail saying that "Growing up without a father can permanently alter the brain: Fatherless children are more likely to grow up angry and turn to drugs".... Continue Reading →
I have had this sitting in my drafts for a few days now. I haven't known how to introduce it. I still don't know how, but I shall give it my best shot. Savannah's journal is a "difficult read" if I quote Savannah's own words. For me, however, it was like reading the words from... Continue Reading →
As some of you might know, the main content of my journal is quite dark. However, I plan to divide that darkness with "fun" or "happy" things to take the *bite* out of my content. This is one of those posts. Two nice simple stories, written for children, or us big kid adults, to put... Continue Reading →
These are just photographs that the G's gave me when the grandmother finally passed away. It took me a while to look at them and when I did they were just photographs that the grandmother had on the inside of her linen cupboard. Here I was expecting long hidden photos from a small brown box... Continue Reading →
I think Lawrence describes depression as well as one is able. It is difficult to put into words. Lawrence is one of those out there fighting on the front lines for all of us broken people. He is trying to make a difference in Europe. I wish him all the best in this endeavour! We... Continue Reading →
The above screenshot is a look-see at Ashe's week ahead. If the weatherman's predictions are correct I'm gonna be having five days of 30 degrees C, and over, until next Sunday. [Let's just say Ashe won't be too chatty.] -ugh- I loathe summer. I despise the heat. Even as a young kiddie I hated summer.... Continue Reading →
I received a few positive responses to my very short original post, so if you guys want to read what I found when I followed this blood trail, let's get started. I dismount from my camel and surveyed the scene in front of me. It does look like a trader's belongings. Maybe a trader's campsite. Broken pots... Continue Reading →
I just found this! This is not something one wishes to see in their travels in such a beautiful landscape... -shock horror- Upon closer inspection, it is a poor camel, maybe the pack camel of a trader? Were they attacked by other humans, or was this the result of an animal attack? Was it lions,... Continue Reading →
I started today's adventure overlooking this HUGE compound called "Walls-of-the-Ruler". I be thinking I shall avoid that for now and do what I usually do in open world games- completely *open* the map before doing any quests. And so, from this synch point, I went backwards. Finding this note in a small Rebel encampment before... Continue Reading →
One game completely killed my pc a few weeks back and I had to reinstall windows. Always so darn annoying having to reinstall an OS! I lost my second hard drive. Well, not lost, it's still there, as are all the files on it. I need to find the right driver for it and set... Continue Reading →
Just a few amusing parodies from YouTube to break up the depressing nature of my journal. Enjoy. And most of all Smile, LAUGH!
Thurs, 1st Feb 2018 6.45 am Haven't been able to sleep. Still so very annoyed about the camera debacle. When I am worked up like this, have to go outside the next day, I tend to stay awake until I have achieved what I set out to do. If I don't, with my sleeping so... Continue Reading →
Why is the site posting two of the exact same picture?!? Arrrggghhhh! Bugger it, I'll look at it tomorrow. Ohhh I think I know why. It's this theme, isn't it? Guess a starting pic is great if the pic is miles down the page, but if it isn't, it just looks silly! Need to figure... Continue Reading →
I have three half finished rambles sitting in my documents waiting to be finished. I was hoping to have a slew of posts with photos of the silly kiddie craft things I've been making the past few weeks in an a seemingly futile attempt to stop my hands from seizing up all the time. A... Continue Reading →
Rant warning! 29th Jan 2018 8.35am It has cooled down enough to try and get a few hours sleep in. It is still 31 degrees C (87F) in the house, but I can feel a chill in the air. Won't last long. :( I read a post from some teenager about reasons not to... Continue Reading →
28th Jan 2018 11.15pm It is currently a humid, sticky 34 degrees Celsius in the house. (About 93 Fahrenheit for all you Americans out there.) It reached 38 C during the day, outside it is about 30. It ain't even 12 midnight yet. Tomorrow it will be 34 C. I truly despise summer. I loathe... Continue Reading →
26th Jan 2018 Another old journal entry about meeting my mother for the first time. When I learned that I had truly been wanted by at least one of my parents once upon a time. I do truly wish I had been able to make a lasting connection with my mother and her family.... Continue Reading →
**Trigger Warning** [Guess this needs to be put here.] 26th Jan 2018 I started cutting my arms when I was eight/nine years old. Why in the world would a child under ten self harm....? This is something I still do not understand to this day. You have to remember I grew up in the... Continue Reading →
23rd Jan 2018 You know, I've never really explored who the grandmother was. I was a 'daddy's girl' even though the bastard wasn't really in my life. While I have never explored *what* the grandmother was I always said that she was "a lying, manipulative, two-faced, narcissistic bitch." Didn't know how true that was until... Continue Reading →
[Re-posted as Early Years - Becoming Me.] 22nd Jan 2018 This will be a combination of new writing and old journal entries. One's family and early years don't change with time. The only thing that changes is what you remember. Some memories fade with time while others become much clearer. We all start somewhere. And... Continue Reading →
20th Jan, 2017 [I will get this over and done with now. Obviously, the following is something I dislike talking about so I shall get it over and done with first. My teeth and my way out.... eventually.] ~~~ As a child, I never saw a dentist. The only thing that came remotely close was... Continue Reading →