Other people are so annoying

If it weren't for all those total idiots, your life would be great. After all, you're a good driver, a sensible friend, a acceptable co-worker, a careing mate, and most of all you know how to stand in line without cutting. However", if your not angry' you're not paying attention." as the bumper sticker says "We might all be better if we weren't paying attention to the tailgating jerk behind us", the woman searching in her cell phone, or the waiter who thinks he's Gods gift. Centuries before the bumper sticker, eighteenth century poet Thomas Grey said "Ignorance is bliss" and no doubt that is still true today.
You notice every little tic and injustice and spend your hours wondering why people are the way they are. Am I right thus far? and who can blame you there is a lot to vent about these days from war and destruction of this beautiful planet God has given us, to the climb in reality t.v. shows.All the way down to telemarketers and the soaring price of gas and coffee. We live in congested cities, fighting for rsources, jamming up highways and rubbing shoulders with each other.
Annoyance isn't good for you either. However for some reason we crave anger as much as we crave sex, food, or drugs. Research shows that aggression engages the brains reward pathways and releases dopamine.Experts believe that anger is best suppressed not expressed but i disagree and this is why I journal and blod regularly!

Hypersexuality and Bipolar disorder Formerly known as Nymphomania

Ahhhh, manic and hypo-manic sex. How many of you can relate to this?? Or admit to it? I certainly can. Hyper-sexuality and Bipolar Disorder seem to go hand in hand… mainly Bipolar 1 Disorderbecause it tends to be a “symptom of mania or hypo-mania”. Of course, hyper-sexuality can mean several different things: Thinking of sex more often than usual, having sex more often which would include a heightened sex drive, having multiple partners, indulging in porn, marital affairs, seeking excessive attention from someone of the opposite sex (or same sex for some individuals), an overwhelming need for contact-danger-excitement, sometimes to the extent of lacking control. What it means can vary from one individual to another.

**Hypersexuality is generally associated with hypomania and mania and used to be known as nymphomania. (Although the terms nymphomania (for women) and satyriasis (for men) are still used by the World Health Organization.) It should be noted that the severity of hypersexuality runs the gamut just like all hypomanic / manic symptoms do. MDJunction**

Personally, hyper-sexuality hit me about my mid 20’s, which is one reason that I believe my DX at the time was incorrect. However, please understand that when depressed, there is NO such thing as hyper-sexuality. The last thing I want when depressed is to be looked at, touched, kissed… don’t even insinuate anything or I might have enough energy to roll my eyes and sleep on the floor. Hyper-sexuality always came out to play when I was in the throes of some form of mania. Sex was like a drug… the attention a rush. The quote at the beginning of this post nails it (pun intended). It almost becomes just another way to communicate… no need for any emotional connection at all (at least for me). And, best of all, nothing embarrassed me. I felt comfortable in my own skin, stretch marks and all. I became the most confident woman in the world… until the fall from Mania. Then the lights come on.

**”Hypersexuality is actually the excessive desire for sex or indulgent activities. Hypersexuality is about the needing, the craving of a release. Hypersexuality is feeling sex move across your skin, slip down the shaft of each hair, and settling deep within your core making all other wants irrelevant. Hypersexuality is a driving force. Like eating. When you’re starving to death.MDJunction**

Please read up on this interesting, yet very real symptom of Bipolar Disorder. Especially if you are in a partnership with someone living with this disorder. It can help explain why he/she goes from a lump on the couch to a nymphomaniac porn-star nearly overnight.

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This life is what you make it. No matter what your going to mess up sometimes, it's a universal truth. The good part is ..you get to decide how you mess up. Girls or guys will be your friends, or they will act like it anyways. Just remember some come and some go. The ones that stay with you when your not worth pissing on...yea don't let go of those.They are keepers. Remember Mothers really do make the best of friends. Try it sometime. As for lovers? they will come and go to and I hate to say it but most of them : well all of them yea they are going to break your heart but you can't give up, if you give up you will never find your soul mate. You will never find that 1/2 that makes you whole and that mate that's down for any and everything.Keep trying, hold on , move forward and always, always believe in yourself because if you don't ,then who will? SO keep your head up, don't let yesterday bring today down. Suck it up Buttercup cause I love you and YOU RE so much MORE THAN! Never feel or let anyone make you feel less than because then you become defeated and I know that if you are following my page your NO COWARD! Peace friends! I loveee Ya, yea alls of ya!  :): ~Dee~

The "Green Thing"

Checking out at the store, the young cashier suggested to the much older woman, that she should bring her own grocery bags because plastic bags weren't good for the environment.The woman apologized and explained,

"We didn't have this 'green thing' back in my earlier days." 

The young clerk responded, "That's our problem today. Your generation did not care enough to save our environment for future generations."

She was right -- our generation didn't have the 'green thing' in its day. 

Back then, we returned milk bottles, soda bottles and beer bottles to the store.

The store sent them back to the plant to be washed and sterilized and refilled, so it could use the same bottles over and over. So they really were recycled.

But we didn't have the "green thing" back in our day.

Grocery stores bagged our groceries in brown paper bags, that we reused for numerous things, most memorable besides household garbage bags, was the use of brown paper bags as book covers for our schoolbooks. This was to ensure that public property, (the books provided for our use by the school) was not defaced by our scribblings.  Then we were able to personalize our books on the brown paper bags.

But too bad we didn't do the "green thing" back then. 

We walked up stairs, because we didn't have an escalator in every store and office building. We walked to the grocery store and didn't climb into a 300-horsepower machine every time we had to go two blocks.But she was right.

We didn't have the "green thing" in our day. 

Back then, we washed the baby's diapers because we didn't have the throwaway kind. We dried clothes on a line, not in an energy-gobbling machine burning up 220 volts -- wind and solar power really did dry our clothes back in our early days. Kids got hand-me-down clothes from their brothers or sisters, not always brand-new clothing. 

But that young lady is right; we didn't have the "green thing" back in our day. 

Back then, we had one TV, or radio, in the house -- not a TV in every room. And the TV had a small screen the size of a handkerchief (remember them?), not a screen the size of the state of Montana.

In the kitchen, we blended and stirred by hand because we didn't have electric machines to do everything for us.

When we packaged a fragile item to send in the mail, we used wadded up old newspapers to cushion it, not Styrofoam or plastic bubble wrap. Back then, we didn't fire up an engine and burn gasoline just to cut the lawn. We used a push mower that ran on human power. We exercised by working so we didn't need to go to a health club to run on treadmills that operate on electricity.  

But she's right; we didn't have the "green thing" back then. 

We drank from a fountain when we were thirsty instead of using a cup or a plastic bottle every time we had a drink of water. We refilled writing pens with ink instead of buying a new pen, and we replaced the razor blades in a razor instead of throwing away the whole razor just because the blade got dull.

But we didn't have the "green thing" back then.

Back then, people took the streetcar or a bus and kids rode their bikes to school or walked instead of turning their moms into a 24-hour taxi service in the family's $45,000 SUV or van, which cost what a whole house did before the "green thing." We had one electrical outlet in a room, not an entire bank of sockets to power a dozen appliances. And we didn't need a computerized gadget to receive a signal beamed from satellites 23,000 miles out in space in order to find the nearest burger joint.  

But isn't it sad the current generation laments how wasteful we old folks were just because we didn't have the "green thing" back then?

How long should i wait? I mean you left 3 years ago and never came home.

Fast Food

The help you get at fast food  places these days is ridiculous. I mean do you not have to have a high school education to work there? I couldn't get a job there yet this girl can not even get a simple combo menu order right minus pickles!!!! I mean really? & then she can't count my change back from .97 cents. I mean it's bad enough that you have to wait 37 minutes to get your food that turns out to be not only wrong but cold as well. This seems to be a common issue I run into in my little town on the map. How about you guys? Do any of you have this issue on a regular basis?

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Don't let the hurt that someone else caused be the reason why you reject the love that someone wants to give you. Never make a person pay for a mistake they didn't make. It's not their fault. But love can't be found where it doesn't exist. There's a difference in being patient with someone and wasting your damn time.

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Our Judgemental Soceity

To the Man with the Tommy Hilfiger hat and shirt who had three children with him on the hayride at the pumpkin patch, and the help of two grandmothers:

I am a bad mother. There, I said it. Is that what you wanted to hear when you asked everyone around you, “who belonged to that child that had no sweatshirt on when it was so cold outside”? Is that what you wanted me to say out loud from the two feet that separated us on that hayride? Or did you simply want me to sit there and stew and replay over and over what a terrible mom I am, how sometimes I forget to bring things, or how my car didn’t start because I forgot my keys and I had to hitch a ride with a neighbor and so I forgot a sweatshirt for one of my two children?

I won’t even explain that — it’s a common occurrence that I forget things or the kids forget to grab them. It happens. I’m sure I’m NOT the only one, but YOU, you made me feel like I AM the only one. The only parent who makes a mistake but moves on and moves forward. You made me feel like the lowest of dirt. You should know that I did see you snap a photo of my child and text it to show how bad of a mom I am.

You know what I did on Wednesday? I woke up, I showered, I dressed my kids, I played with them, I fed them, I worked through the car dilemma and I took my children to the pumpkin patch. Do you know what I wanted to do?

I wanted to die. I wanted to lay in my bed and cry my broken heart out. I wanted to be alone. I wanted to curl up and just disappear. But I didn’t — I got up and loved on my babies and treated them to a beautiful day on the farm.

I want to forgive you for how rude, how mean, how judgemental, how awful you were towards me on Wednesday, but I just can’t get over it. You see, these days I’m a little hyper-sensitive about how people look at my parenting skills, my every move. It’s been a terrible month in our family — the refrigerator died, the washer died, the dryer died and my sweet, tiny, brand new baby girl died. But you didn’t know that. How COULD you know that?

And that’s just the thing. How could you have known that? How can ANY single one of us know what battles another person is fighting, overcoming, being buried by? If you don’t know, don’t judge. It’s hard, I understand. We all look at someone else’s kids or life and think WE can do better than THEY are doing.

I dare you.

I would GLADLY hand over my trials and my battles to anyone. Who knows, maybe you WOULD do better but for now, why don’t you just be so thankful that I am the one dealing with these things. Be glad that it was ME that was dealt this card because with your judgement should come the acceptance of EVERYTHING that comes with it.

I’ll never get an apology from you. Even if you did read this, I doubt you would be humane enough to reach out and take back your words, those terrible, heartbreaking words. Your apology wouldn’t change things, I already feel that sinking feeling of being a terrible mom and you have crushed my spirit even further, but I’m still waking up every day and trying.

These things are all things to keep in mind when you see that struggling mom, that wild toddler, that preschooler without a coat and mussed up hair, the kicked down family. Maybe tomorrow I can remember a coat or brush my kids hair. Maybe next week I can keep doing my best. Maybe next time you can offer a helping hand instead of a slap of your words. Maybe we can all learn from one another and keep our words, our thoughts and our judgements to ourselves. I know it’s hard to control your thoughts sometimes, so think what you must but don’t involve an entire hayride of parents in your adult bullying, don’t draw others into humiliating me and destroying what is left of my will to go on with life.

Sincerely,

A Heartbroken Momma

This past week my friend Jen posted about the things strangers say out loud and their lack of filters. Diana Stone, another grieving mom also wrote this week about judgement and grief a

Some couples show off their riches and wealth, some flaunt their well being and health. Some couples show off their luxurious vacations, others show off big anniversary celebrations but what i have is much more to brag about ...I have you and that's all I care about. I never thought we would make it out of the fog of our most recent last years but it's amazing we did. Marriage does not work like a plan it's to each couple their own. It's true we find plenty to argue about cause i'm so hard to tolerate ,in case i forget to thank you for walking into my life and NOT WALKING Out  Thanks so much. Glasses have broken and windows a few windshields to but our marriage survived cause i refused to stop loving you.They say that couples who fight stay together, so i guess there is no fear of ever losing you. If i could ask for a gift on our anniversary today it would be that we both live healthy for the years to come and spend time with our kids and show them how love shall overcome .Our life together has been hell yet adventurous and fun. I wouldn't change a bit of it even the nightmare of times as i learned how to love deeper and understand so much about the humans mind.A anniversary reminds us that our love must be true after all of these years i still love you! Hope you have a great day crazy boy!

 — with Dennis Phillips.

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Step Out of Your Zone and make things happen

I used to have a comfort zone where I knew I wouldn't fail. The same four walls and busywork were really more like jail. I longed so much to do the things I'd never done before, But stayed inside my comfort zone and paced the same old floor. I said it didn't matter that I wasn't doing much. I said I didn't care for things like commission checks and such. I claimed to be so busy with the things inside the zone, But deep inside I longed for something special of my own. I couldn't let my life go by just watching others win. I held my breath; I stepped outside and let the change begin. I took a step and with new strength I'd never felt before, I kissed my comfort zone goodbye and closed and locked the door. If you're in a comfort zone, afraid to venture out, Remember that all winners were at one time filled with doubt. A step or two and words of praise can make your dreams come true. Reach for your future with a smile; success is there for you!

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be a Man/ woman of your word

You know when someone tells me they are going to do something I EXPECT THEM TO DO IT!
My Daddy always told me that I should always do what I say I will do because all a man truly ever has in this life is his word and if he can't hold to his word well he's pretty much worthless!

Show People the good in the world

When someone is different than you, a lot of times we avoid them because of their differences. What if their differences are something we disagree with? We should accept them anyway. Often, we confuse acceptance and approval but the two are not the same. Everyone wants to be accepted and if others don't feel that from us, how could we ever show them that the world is good? Think of one person you know you will encounter today who is different from you and find ways to help them feel your acceptance of them.

When my 3rd grade teacher asked me what I wanted to be when i grew up , my reply was a veterinarian not a needle junkie meth addict.

What it's like to be an Addict? My Daughter ask. My Reply.........

June 23, 2013 at 11:00am

I'm an Addict.......

It's walking a path, a path you take everyday but suddenly one day there is a huge hole in the middle of your path and you not paying attention because you walked this path everyday for years fall in. It's not so bad and it wasn't that deep so you climbed right out and went on your way.
  On your path of life your walking and you see the hole and you know it's there but you fall in anyway (I mean it wasn't so bad last time) but this time it's deeper but others are there and they lift you out. So you made a friend or two. Dusting yourself off you go about your way.
  Your walking along like any other day and you see the hole hey, maybe your new friends are there today so you fall in but this time theres noone there, noone there to lift you out and you realize your stuck. People are walking by and your yelling out for help but they just keep walking. Local Law enforcement come along and give you a helping hand( wanted or not).They help you out and advise you of the hole "Maybe you should find a new path, "They say.
  Headstrong you set out on your path you see the hole but you think you are stronger now and you will go around but as you are walking by you see that your friends are there and seem to be having a great time so you fall in. Your kindof broken now and your weak but as your friends are leaving noone offers you a helping hand out, they leave you there. This time it will take much effort to climb your way out . Where will you find the strength? you finally get strong enough to pull yourself out but it wasn't easy and noone was willing to help because they know you knew the whole was there and it was your own fault.
  Your walking the path of life but your looking ahead this time. You see the hole but it's alot more obvious this time you consider going back but you go literally jump in and AGAIN your lost and alone in this hole. Noone even sees you now. Noone cares but it's your own fault. Alone you manage to climb out.
  Your walking your everyday path of life but this time as you see the hole you look around to the left and to the right , you look up and say a little prayer and the Lord gives you the strength to take a different path.

Hopefully we can all continue to take the different path because forever I am an Addict!

~Dee Phillips~