postpaleo wrote:
lau wrote:
Acceptance. Suddenly, life excites me again.
Interesting, that word, acceptance, has popped up more then a little in my life. 12 stepper programs use it alot. I took the basic meaning of their use of it to heart, well as good as I can. Acceptance therapy, happens to be the method my councilor tossed at me at the last meeting, inbetween my antics with empty pepsi cans. I had to stifle my giggles when he mentioned it, he said it was something from Califorinia, as if that was validation in itself, that it was a good form of therapy. I would have been more impressed if it had some from Switzerland. The therapy, I've used on others, what is wild and all to true at times, it's very hard for me to grasp it when looking at my little oddities. The therapy is just one of those things I stumbled into that seemed to work ok in some cases, wasn't my fault someone actually put it in a more managable form, that others could learn it. But me being me, I'll probably be seconds from death and still trying to figure this all out. But yes, life excites me and I'm odd and I don't give a sh** what others think about me anymore. That's my acceptance. I just so love that line, "Suddenly, life excites me again".
"It came from California" validates it?
OOOHhh, I'm so, so sorry Postie. The bit about there being an excess of nuts and flakes out here? It's actually rather true. I think the weather attracts them. Or, perhaps, the lack thereof. Better to go with what comes out of the place (I think it IS in Switzerland) where they deal with torture survivors. That would be real. And maybe useful.
And not just trendy.
Good luck. What would he do if you started gnawing on the soda can, do you think?