Let me know you a little better
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honeybee__12 wrote: »I was wild and impossible to control when I was a young teenager.
Every once in a while I do the old lady version of that craziness.
If you enjoy craziness, do it more often...I will follow you
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Can I join you ladies? 😋 What kind of craziness? 😜Finishiitnow wrote: »honeybee__12 wrote: »I was wild and impossible to control when I was a young teenager.
Every once in a while I do the old lady version of that craziness.
If you enjoy craziness, do it more often...I will follow you
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I’m 47 years old but I still love watching teen tv shows like Riverdale and Gossip Girl 😁0
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I’m constantly worried about spending enough time with my kids...2
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I have migraines very often, any suggestions?0
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I’m 55 and regret not having kids.
I drive a school bus and everyday I have happy and sad times.
I’m ok though,..I think!
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Finishiitnow wrote: »I have migraines very often, any suggestions?
I would go to the chriopractor. It helps. Maybe a massage could help too. If I could give you a massage 😉😏3 -
dlbohl1991 wrote: »I’m constantly worried about spending enough time with my kids...
I relate to this. and since I don't get to see my son every single day, I feel guilt in some ways. try to create good memories with them and that is what they will remember... moments, not minutes, this is what I tell myself
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Bullet_with_Butterfly_Wings wrote: »dlbohl1991 wrote: »I’m constantly worried about spending enough time with my kids...
I relate to this. and since I don't get to see my son every single day, I feel guilt in some ways. try to create good memories with them and that is what they will remember... moments, not minutes, this is what I tell myself
Thank you! I am a recovering addict and alcoholic and up until July 14th when I got off probation and my deferred judgment took it off my record, I was a convicted felon. From the age of 4-8 my daughter didn’t have any contact with me. Within the past three years I’ve fought and gotten my visitation back with her, and gotten custody of my son on top of a list of other things. I think like you said I have a sense of guilt from not being a father to her for four years. I have her every other weekend and try to make the most out of it. Sorry for spilling on the thread guys lol just venting6 -
Bullet_with_Butterfly_Wings wrote: »dlbohl1991 wrote: »I’m constantly worried about spending enough time with my kids...
I relate to this. and since I don't get to see my son every single day, I feel guilt in some ways. try to create good memories with them and that is what they will remember... moments, not minutes, this is what I tell myself
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dlbohl1991 wrote: »Bullet_with_Butterfly_Wings wrote: »dlbohl1991 wrote: »I’m constantly worried about spending enough time with my kids...
I relate to this. and since I don't get to see my son every single day, I feel guilt in some ways. try to create good memories with them and that is what they will remember... moments, not minutes, this is what I tell myself
Thank you! I am a recovering addict and alcoholic and up until July 14th when I got off probation and my deferred judgment took it off my record, I was a convicted felon. From the age of 4-8 my daughter didn’t have any contact with me. Within the past three years I’ve fought and gotten my visitation back with her, and gotten custody of my son on top of a list of other things. I think like you said I have a sense of guilt from not being a father to her for four years. I have her every other weekend and try to make the most out of it. Sorry for spilling on the thread guys lol just venting
No need to apologize for venting. I think most people here have no issue lending an ear and it can be cathartic to get these things off your chest. Congratulations on staying clean and sober and reclaiming your life! You may have lost some time that you will never get back... but I believe in second chances. It's never too late to turn your life around... Despite your rough past you serve as a good example to your kids because you have battled addiction to become he man they need you to be. I don't even know you but, proud of you, kid.8 -
Finishiitnow wrote: »Bullet_with_Butterfly_Wings wrote: »dlbohl1991 wrote: »I’m constantly worried about spending enough time with my kids...
I relate to this. and since I don't get to see my son every single day, I feel guilt in some ways. try to create good memories with them and that is what they will remember... moments, not minutes, this is what I tell myself
Same here!!!!
It sucks not being able to kiss their little faces every single day
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After reading these posts I just want to give everyone a hug.4
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I wanna give kisses and hugs4
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Bullet_with_Butterfly_Wings wrote: »dlbohl1991 wrote: »Bullet_with_Butterfly_Wings wrote: »dlbohl1991 wrote: »I’m constantly worried about spending enough time with my kids...
I relate to this. and since I don't get to see my son every single day, I feel guilt in some ways. try to create good memories with them and that is what they will remember... moments, not minutes, this is what I tell myself
Thank you! I am a recovering addict and alcoholic and up until July 14th when I got off probation and my deferred judgment took it off my record, I was a convicted felon. From the age of 4-8 my daughter didn’t have any contact with me. Within the past three years I’ve fought and gotten my visitation back with her, and gotten custody of my son on top of a list of other things. I think like you said I have a sense of guilt from not being a father to her for four years. I have her every other weekend and try to make the most out of it. Sorry for spilling on the thread guys lol just venting
No need to apologize for venting. I think most people here have no issue lending an ear and it can be cathartic to get these things off your chest. Congratulations on staying clean and sober and reclaiming your life! You may have lost some time that you will never get back... but I believe in second chances. It's never too late to turn your life around... Despite your rough past you serve as a good example to your kids because you have battled addiction to become he man they need you to be. I don't even know you but, proud of you, kid.
Lovely note!! Tears came to my eyes while I was reading ii2 -
Sometimes I think about my job and how it’s a little morbid to celebrate the greatest gift anyone could receive and yet, it was given at the ultimate cost. But at the same, I couldn’t be more happier - There are many people out there that get a second chance at life. It goes to show that we can’t take anything for granted. Life is precious. You only get 1.2
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Sometimes I think about my job and how it’s a little morbid to celebrate the greatest gift anyone could receive and yet, it was given at the ultimate cost. But at the same, I couldn’t be more happier - There are many people out there that get a second chance at life. It goes to show that we can’t take anything for granted. Life is precious. You only get 1.
You girls are very inspired today!!! I am feeling each words you are saying.1 -
Cabo Frio, Brasil
My dad gave me my first serious camera when I was 14.
I wanted one soo bad.
The sand on this gorgeous beach was like baby powder, ruined the camera.5 -
Know me a little better. Well, rambling is my forte (as you might have noticed from some of my other posts, perhaps?), so apologies if this goes on for a while.
Born to an almost bi-polar mother and a father who didn't care enough to stick around (possibly due to my mother combined with his possible adultery), my childhood was a strange and arduous one to say the least. I have very few memories of when I was a little boy when my Dad was still there and only some old photographs of things I don't quite remember, such as us playing with a LEGO aeroplane.
I have a vivid memory of watching The Trap Door (an old British animated kids series), at a friend's house. There being a huge circular field outside my house. Strangely, that's about it for anything for quite a few years. The earliest memories I have of being a young lad, was when my mother moved in with my sister's father. Perhaps those times weren't important or had enough of an impact for me to remember. Who knows. Memory is a strange thing.
We lived with my sister and her father, for quite some time. And for the most part I have fond memories. Riding my BMX and later a mountain bike with green neon bits all over it. Scalextric cars whizzing around my bedroom and always flying off into the wall. More LEGO, something I still have a love for even to this day. Playing in the garden and never going into my sister's spider-infested wendy house. Crushing quite a few Matchbox cars in the vice, in the garage. Also, practising my Scouse accent in the garden at full-volume after seeing an episode of Brookside. I can always recall just how loud it was, the way I was talking to myself, acting the parts, and always wondered how good it was lol.
Sadly, scattered throughout these memories are some more harsher ones. I was a troublesome child. A little tearaway, who had a plan of his own. I went to various child psychologist and counsellors, my mother insisting there was something wrong with me. To my joy these days, I can always remember them saying "I was just being a kid." That always stuck with me. No idea how, but I got into stealing bubblegum from the local Circle K shop. Possibly outside influence from a couple of friends, or maybe I was the influence. I can't quite remember. I paid it back out of my pocket money, but it seems like after that, everything went downhill. I can't recall why it happened, but I ended up with a belt across my backside for some reason.
This was the first time I ever experienced excruciating pain, aside from coming off my banana board going down a ridiculously-steep hill, landing on my knees and having to walk quite far home without any skin on them.
Needless to say, I couldn't physically sit down afterwards for days, due to deep lacerations. This was the only time my mother had really stood up for me (even to this day) and had taken matters into her own hands. We left, with my sister, and moved out. Even though we never talk anymore, I still have an immense amount of respect for my mother for doing that.
Living off government benefits, we bounced around the various housing estates for a long time. I swear we moved almost every year, due to some trouble with neighbours. Half of which my mother created, due to being quite unstable and always preferring to live a life of misery. Luckily, I would go and stay with my Nan for the occasional weekend. Nan's was the place to be when I was a kid! Brown toast done under the grill, with loads of proper butter. Toys all over the floor. Massive king-size bed all to myself. Playing in the little park behind her house, listening to my Uncle's tapes on my walkman. Singing Meatloaf, Queen and Bryan Adams songs at the top of my voice, while on the swings and roundabout lol. My Uncle's beeper going off and flying out the door at full speed, no matter what time of day. Such was the life of a fireman.
To hear it from my mother's side, we kids were the reason she was so messed-up and always in debt. It wasn't her unbridled spending, eating 24 pack of crisps almost every couple of days, never leaving the bloody cafes and being there for the majority of the day. The constant moving house, endless redecorating and tons of cosmetics almost every week from Avon. The string of horrid boyfriends and ex-boyfriends, who not only beat me up (one of them lifted me up off the floor, by my throat and slammed me against my bedroom wall), but would also cause nothing but hassle for everybody. I'll never forget the day Princess Diana died. Not because she was lovely and got taken too soon, not because for years people have thought it was so very suspect, not that it was on my birthday (August 31st), but because it was the day one of them decided to put his drunken fist through our front door window and proceed to bleed everywhere while threatening all in the house.
The problem was, she never learned. But no, of course it was us.
Yes, I fell out with my mother in a big way when I started growing up and rebelled. I rebelled hard. Harder than most kids. I stole things from around the house, I started smoking at 11 years of age, I took vodka from her cupboard and replaced it with water, I swore at her (although I often got a clout for that), I ran away (mostly to my Nan's lol). I didn't care about school, I didn't care about anything. I wanted the world to burn and did everything I could to make that happen. Even setting fire to things, smashing up old buildings.
It was quite fun, to be honest. You haven't lived until you get in touch with your darker side and just let it all go in a fit of rage and hatred.
I'll never forget when I was around 14 or so, heading out the door after an argument with my mother and telling her to <bleep> off. As I jogged away from my house, I laughed to myself. Turning my head to gloat at my victory, I noticed this shape charging towards me. It was my mother, running full-pelt with a look of fury on her face. Luckily, I was a very fast sprinter when I was a kid and got away, but boy, she was damn close to grabbing me.
Ha, slowpoke.
I voluntarily moved out at 15 after leaving school, bounced around a few friend's houses taking lots of various drugs (mainly "party" stuff, not heroin or anything) and drinking. Living it up for a couple of years, getting into all sorts of trouble. Stealing once again, mainly to get more drugs. Spending all of my girocheque on speed and solid (hash resin) and living off toast. Partying on the Moors. One of the best days of my younger life, for sure. Camping with everyone, all my friends at the time, getting high as a kite and drunk, listening to old Bonkers CDs, sleeping in tents under the stars, not a streetlight in sight, waking up to a river-cooled bottle of beer and doing it all for another day.
Good times. Myself and one of my oldest friends (practically my sister) often reminisce about those days and laugh at how crazy we all were. A time of lawlessness and pure freedom. Not many people have experienced that. Although, looking back it was stupid, it sure was a great time to be alive.
Aaaaand I should sleep. Thanks for reading (if you could be bothered with the wall of text, I do apologise!). Part 2 coming up, when I have the time again. 5 -
My favorite color is neon red2
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Back in the olden days I was a
Brownie and then a Girl Scout.
I remember earning the badges and going to camp and singing Kumbaya, lol.
Last night I was trying to think of all the useful things I learned earning those badges other than identifying poisonous snakes indigenous to OK.
I couldn't think of anything.
Finally I remembered one thing.
Put a roll of toilet paper in a metal coffee can, pour a bottle of rubbing alcohol into the toilet paper saturating it.
Light it and you have a cooktop hot enough to cook a small meal.
45yrs later and I've never needed it!
Hahaha!
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Probably a good thing, to be fair.honeybee__12 wrote: »45yrs later and I've never needed it! But you remembered it and who knows, you might have a spare bog roll while out on an adventure and fancy a small cooked meal.
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I've never had a large number of friends in real life.
I'm stubborn and I don't like playing other people's games.
Now that I'm divorced I find myself without friends to hang out with.
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@honeybee__12 I’ll be your friend I’m all the way in Northern Iowa tho lol keep your head up you’re pretty legit from what I’ve seen3
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honeybee__12 wrote: »Back in the olden days I was a
Brownie and then a Girl Scout.
I remember earning the badges and going to camp and singing Kumbaya, lol.
Last night I was trying to think of all the useful things I learned earning those badges other than identifying poisonous snakes indigenous to OK.
I couldn't think of anything.
Finally I remembered one thing.
Put a roll of toilet paper in a metal coffee can, pour a bottle of rubbing alcohol into the toilet paper saturating it.
Light it and you have a cooktop hot enough to cook a small meal.
45yrs later and I've never needed it!
Hahaha!
Nice! can I ask how far you got in the girl scouts? I'm an Eagle Scout myself.1 -
mattig89ch wrote: »honeybee__12 wrote: »Back in the olden days I was a
Brownie and then a Girl Scout.
I remember earning the badges and going to camp and singing Kumbaya, lol.
Last night I was trying to think of all the useful things I learned earning those badges other than identifying poisonous snakes indigenous to OK.
I couldn't think of anything.
Finally I remembered one thing.
Put a roll of toilet paper in a metal coffee can, pour a bottle of rubbing alcohol into the toilet paper saturating it.
Light it and you have a cooktop hot enough to cook a small meal.
45yrs later and I've never needed it!
Hahaha!
Nice! can I ask how far you got in the girl scouts? I'm an Eagle Scout myself.
I turned 12yrs old and no longer cared about anything but boys.
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honeybee__12 wrote: »mattig89ch wrote: »honeybee__12 wrote: »Back in the olden days I was a
Brownie and then a Girl Scout.
I remember earning the badges and going to camp and singing Kumbaya, lol.
Last night I was trying to think of all the useful things I learned earning those badges other than identifying poisonous snakes indigenous to OK.
I couldn't think of anything.
Finally I remembered one thing.
Put a roll of toilet paper in a metal coffee can, pour a bottle of rubbing alcohol into the toilet paper saturating it.
Light it and you have a cooktop hot enough to cook a small meal.
45yrs later and I've never needed it!
Hahaha!
Nice! can I ask how far you got in the girl scouts? I'm an Eagle Scout myself.
I turned 12yrs old and no longer cared about anything but boys.
aaahhh, I gotcha.1 -
i don't peel my string cheese i just eat it in chunks. its faster that way, and i also don't look like a toddler having babby's first lunch while sitting at my desk.3
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I’m a huge fan of old movies especially from the 1930s-1940s.
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