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It's very ironic that you ask that. Roses are nice but I associate red roses with a very sad event in my life (my grandfather's suicide), and I'm sensitive to the scent. I have a male friend who sends me red roses every Valentines and on my birthday, no matter how many times I explain that it makes me sad. I don't like to sound ungrateful and the gesture is very sweet, but I feel like he doesn't hear me or understand. I have twelve red roses here in front of me from my birthday, right now.

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Am I happy? That's a seemingly simple question that is so complex to me that I can't answer it.

I'm only speaking for myself here and my own experience, but a similar question that can downright stump me: "How are you, really?" I can't answer that question honestly. My patent answer is "fine", but it's too complex a question for me to answer without much thought. I start to think:

"How am I really in what way? Physically, emotionally, mentally, financially, spiritually, sexually? I could be good on one area and bad in another. If there's a contrast, then how can I say I'm specifically one way. I can't. That kind of question stumps me.

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No, I'm not happy. I'm still coming to terms with the fact that it's not a question of when I get a job I can support myself on and/or live on my own, but if, and also just how dependent I am on my family. Every day for me is pretty much the same, and it feels like I'm just waiting for... something. What if that "something" is actually nothing, and this is the way my life is going to be like forever? If the memory issues I have as a result from ECT I had for a year never goes away, if I'm never able to work a job I can possibly support myself on, if I'm pretty much just existing and nothing more for the rest of my life... What's the point of even living if all I'm doing is existing and not making any sort of contribution to anything whatsoever? I'll stop now because this is really not a good train of thought for me to get started on.

What's your favorite song (or songs, if you can't decide on just one)?

I love music so much and so many different kinds of music that my list of favorite songs would be hundreds. Music is like air to me and touches me physically, emotionally and mentally in a way that nothing else can.

Such a tough question for me!!

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Favourite songs: Anything George Harrison or later Beatles, or Simon and Garfunkel

Also Love Lies Bleeding (Elton John): For my grandfather (see above)

What songs or bands do you dislike that other usually people like?

“You Light Up My Life” by Debby Boone was Number One for 10 consecutive weeks in 1977. I couldn’t stand that song.

I dislike most rock music.

What's your favorite cheese?

Muenster.

Same question.

Fresh mozzarella.

Do you like a cold room when you sleep?

Flow naturally in a stream or brook, yes. Flow from a tap? Not so much.

Same question

Dripping faucets drive me absolutely nuts, for some reason.

But, like Sweet Isabella said, a Babbling Brook is sublime....


Would you go "gently into that good night" when it's "time"?

I'd go more gently into the night than into the day! I love the night! In terms of illness and death, if it were truly my time I wouldn't be afraid at all.

Lord Byron:

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes;
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express,
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!


Question: What is the last thing you do before bed?

Read a few stanzas of The Faerie Queene.

Same question.

I brush my hair, and make sure my curtains are shut to block the morning sun.

What's the first thing you do in the morning?

The very first thing I do.....is relieve myself of the previous night's accumulations....

Then, I hit the fridge and get a nice morsel of something.


Same question.