As sad as that is and what this may sound, yes. I'm guessing because everyone can't read each others minds, we see the world differently and challenge each other to see the world the same way we do. No one can have an objectively realistic view on the world, because people and the world are unpredictable. For example, when you don't know when a terrible storm is coming to hit your home and how bad the storm may be. I know I can frustrate and annoy people, but it's going to take some time to overcome that. If I make myself feel sad and depressed and focus on my feelings I can't get anything done, but I'm not saying feelings are bad. Feelings are good, but we can't focus on just feelings. Hope that helps.
In the immortal words of Calvin's dad: 'Zippin' rippin' fang rang barg-a-ding-dong!'
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"A memory is something that has to be consciously recalled, right? But it's different from a memory locked deep within your heart. Words aren't the only way to tell someone how you feel...As long as I'm with you, as long as you're by my side, I won't give up even if I'm scared." Tifa Lockheart, Final Fantasy VII
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23 Oct 2017, 7:27 pm
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A long string of obscenities is always satisfying.
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HAH! I think I just got spontaneously turned into a 13 year old boy. The sort of person who underlines "penis" in the dictionary and thinks it's funny. That's awesome. Reminds me of being in the hardware store recently, and a really old dude shuffles down one of the aisles ahead of me and my companion, just as a store employee turns into the horizontal aisle and goes to turn down the vertical aisle after the old shuffler, ahead of us. The old shuffler proceeds to fart, LOUDLY, without even stopping or acknowledging it or trying to hide it when no one was around, just drops his guts right there and walks on - the employee yells "oh my goodness!" and takes a sharp pirouette to the right, thinking better of following in that wake. I stop and start laughing (like a 13 year old boy, but one not willing to walk after the old shuffler either) and my companion, who is hearing impaired and hadn't heard the fart or the comment, obviously, sees me laughing and is all "what? What happened?" In seriousness though -
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I miss Pa. I finally went to the grave site. I'll never talk to him again.
That's rough, nurseangela. I hope you find some comfort.