When was the last time you cried?

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yes, it feels bad when one's sense of self is diminished. those feel-good feel-effectively human serotonin-pumping brain parts are falling down on the job here. this is where you look yourself in the eye [in the mirror] and say to self, "self, i am done with suffering on account of other people. from now on, i won't pay it any more mind. as long as i do the best to be the best ME that i can be, there is no reason for me to feel bad about myself." and mean it with all your heart. your heart is asking "will there really be a tomorrow?" and your brain must reply to the heart, "YES! it starts NOW!"



you know what you should do, you know you should tell your your brain that it will have to take your heart and tell it to sit back and let the brain do its work. your brain knows it has to help your heart walk it way backwards out of this dead-end of depression. your brain knows what to do. your heart is waiting for the leadership of your brain. today is the first day of the rest of your life, and there is no time like the present to take the first steps forward. inertia will be desperate to remain just as it is, that is where your brain must take the lead and give it a kick in the pants. you may feel desperate now but you are far from pathetic. you know what to do. the first step is the hardest step but once taken, the rest will be easier. the sooner you walk back from the cliff, the sooner you get back to your essentially sanguine self.



please desist from calling yourself ugly and a loser. IMHO, you are a BABE. you come from good stock and you have the right stuff. you are going places in life. you [like all spirits having a human experience] did the hardest thing just deciding to be born into your present lifetime. the rest is just the follow-through. don't put all your eggs in one basket. when you pay exclusive attention to one thing only, you ignore all the rest of the good things out there. please meditate on this.
i'm praying for you, nico.

I didn't, but the urge did strike me earlier. Guess I'm not broken.

I don't remember. It must have been a couple years. I almost wanted to cry today as I was overwhelmed, but then I tell myself crying doesn't help so I didn't. I never found crying to be very relaxing and it seems to upset me more. I prefer logical solutions to things and always focus on what need to be done. Getting things done (even those not related to my problems) cheer me up a lot more than crying.

auntblabby i really appreciate it.. thank you! twas something like a pep talk, got a military feel to it with how you said it. i like.. it was caring and gentle yet firm and directing.. and that was very inspiring and encouraging.. thank you.. and don't worry i will not have all these, your concern for me and prayers in vain.. i may be down now but i know the only way now for me is up and i will help myself.. i'll try and start finding and picking up the shattered pieces of myself, till i'm back to my radiant, effervescent and fantastic self. if i could only give you a big warm hug..

Just yesterday... because my son's principal finally agreed to change his homeroom after I begged. Tears of relief. They say that RA - relational aggression is a girl thing. Two boys were doing the RA thing with my son - covert bullies.

secretly.. last night..

today, I'm always crying

When my friend told me about the death of his mum on Thursday.

Last night, when I was at a concert and the photographer sent me back to my seat and didn't allow me to lean against the stage. (Which security was OK with)

Today, I was scared but its better now.Ive got painkillers and antibiotics all piled up.

listening to [a recording of] louis armstrong singing/trumpeting the song "a kiss to build a dream on."

Right now (in a good way) because of this:

http://www.seattledogspot.com/2011/03/1 ... -reunited/

Not just tearing up, even; I actually have tears streaming down my face.

A few weeks ago, I was working on a project for my speech class. None of the necessary information was printing out from the library computer, and I started to feel a sense of hopelessness, so I retreated to the restroom to cry.

Everything worked out in the end, though.

tuesday.
and i'm predicting next tuesday.

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There is nothing like the love between a dog and its owner.

Yesterday, in my room.