odontophobia wrote:
Our relationships are rooted in our communication. It's unfair to not let somebody know how you feel about something and to sulk.
Unrelated. Breast feeding is cool as fuck.
This is also how we roll at our house. We don't need permission, but we do almost always check in with the other person before we do something. If the other person doesn't voice their concerns when they have them, it screws up the whole damn equation. If there is an issue, just bring it up so a solution can be found.
And breastfeeding is cool as fuck...but I am also super glad I don't have to do it anymore. haha. Holy shit is it amazing and impossibly hard at the same time.
^Communication is the key to everything. Relationships in every context suffer if it's impossible to voice a concern and make sure their somewhat on the other side of the balance willing to address it and make things work.
This doesn't sound like much compared to what a lot of you go through and express in here, but venting is healthy and ILF is as good a place as any. Had a strong anxiety attack today. I don't even know how it was triggered. I was doing yoga and all of a sudden I disconnected from it and started falling down the stairs... I haven't had one so intense and so long lasting (almost 2 hours) in years, and I think it's the first one ever that didn't happen immediately after pushing through a stressful social situation. The gist of it is that I feel I pressure myself a lot to make progress on every front (work, personal improvement, health, relationships) and have little to show for. Because if I've made actual progress that is measurable towards the goals I have defined, none of it is significant enough to "change category". It's what I remember the most from my own mumblings during. I guess it comes with the territory of being at the end of the yearly cycle and feeling stuck in the same position as last year.
Disarm D'arcy wrote:^Communication is the key to everything. Relationships in every context suffer if it's impossible to voice a concern and make sure their somewhat on the other side of the balance willing to address it and make things work.
This doesn't sound like much compared to what a lot of you go through and express in here, but venting is healthy and ILF is as good a place as any. Had a strong anxiety attack today. I don't even know how it was triggered. I was doing yoga and all of a sudden I disconnected from it and started falling down the stairs... I haven't had one so intense and so long lasting (almost 2 hours) in years, and I think it's the first one ever that didn't happen immediately after pushing through a stressful social situation. The gist of it is that I feel I pressure myself a lot to make progress on every front (work, personal improvement, health, relationships) and have little to show for. Because if I've made actual progress that is measurable towards the goals I have defined, none of it is significant enough to "change category". It's what I remember the most from my own mumblings during. I guess it comes with the territory of being at the end of the yearly cycle and feeling stuck in the same position as last year.
Sorry dude, that sucks, and end of the year assessments always seem to be a bummer...
I was challenged a few years ago to look at my life in longer terms (5 years instead of 1 year or even 1 month) in many ways it was very helpful.
Helped me be a better parent to my kids as well,
Gunner Recall wrote:This thread is bad and everyone in it should feel bad.
Iommic Pope wrote:This thread is mediocre at best, but I encourage everyone posting in it to feel as awesome as possible.
Lessons from the fox den: Never lend to, borrow from, or accept a gift from a musician that you know even moderately well.
They're likely to keep whatever you lend, expect whatever you borrowed to be returned the next day, or will expect that you return the gift to them at a later date.
sums up the week...could have slept for days...all i hear is dumb shit coming out of peoples mouth...developed a tolerance this yr for bullshit...i feel like im stuck on the satellite of love or suckin up radioactive fumes from deep 13...anyway, i need to find a woman who reads books, and makes music, and doesnt watch stupid tv shows, and facebook all the time...and knows how to clean and think rationally and so on ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....i live in hell. been sleeping on the floor for a whole yr now....no car....FUCK!
