Fact: If 9/11 hadn't happened, I'd be married to someone else right now. He'd be alive, and we'd probably have a couple of kids and live in DC, of all places. As happy as I am with my life, this fact still rocks me to my core every damn year. I suspect it always will.
So I don't dwell in this dark place obsessively all night, let's play a game. Fill in the blank:
"If _____ hadn't happened, I'd be _____ right now."
If meeting Dh hadn't happened, I'd be working on The Walking Dead right now. Seriously. True Fact. I chose love. And if that happened, I would have never met you guys.
I always say, everything happens for a reason. I have had some crappy things happen and each time... everything happens for a reason.
Post by creamsiclechica on Sept 11, 2013 22:33:17 GMT -5
I've been thinking of you heavily today, honey, truly. I love you so much.
I wouldn't be married to Matt either if it hasn't, but that's in a different vein though. I'd be in a miserable hell, because I'd probably be married to the worst person ever, and I am often grateful that didn't pan out.
you know when you're exhausted from a long day at work and a teething kiddo, emotionally drained in general and a couple of glasses of wine into your evening? And you're watching 9/11 coverage?
And then you find yourself creating a post of something insanely heavy because hey, this sucks, so you think to yourself "I know what will make me feel better: A game! No matter that I've already depressed the f&*% out of my friends, they'll totally think this is fun!"
And then you pour another glass of wine and come back to the laptop and think "you know, I totally shouldn't have posted that"
Thanks ladies. I still have flimsy coping mechanisms for this, so am just dwelling. H will be home soon with sushi. I just need to turn off the damn television and go to bed.
you know when you're exhausted from a long day at work and a teething kiddo, emotionally drained in general and a couple of glasses of wine into your evening? And you're watching 9/11 coverage?
And then you find yourself creating a post of something insanely heavy because hey, this sucks, so you think to yourself "I know what will make me feel better: A game! No matter that I've already depressed the f&*% out of my friends, they'll totally think this is fun!"
And then you pour another glass of wine and come back to the laptop and think "you know, I totally shouldn't have posted that"
Thanks ladies. I still have flimsy coping mechanisms for this, so am just dwelling. H will be home soon with sushi. I just need to turn off the damn television and go to bed.
Oh sweetie, I can't imagine. I'm so sorry. It's ok to remember and to feel sad; we'll be here for you.
you know when you're exhausted from a long day at work and a teething kiddo, emotionally drained in general and a couple of glasses of wine into your evening? And you're watching 9/11 coverage?
And then you find yourself creating a post of something insanely heavy because hey, this sucks, so you think to yourself "I know what will make me feel better: A game! No matter that I've already depressed the f&*% out of my friends, they'll totally think this is fun!"
And then you pour another glass of wine and come back to the laptop and think "you know, I totally shouldn't have posted that"
Thanks ladies. I still have flimsy coping mechanisms for this, so am just dwelling. H will be home soon with sushi. I just need to turn off the damn television and go to bed.
Hush, you. We will make this into a game! And we will make you feel better. I'd probably have better responses if I could have wine, but I'll do my best.
you know when you're exhausted from a long day at work and a teething kiddo, emotionally drained in general and a couple of glasses of wine into your evening? And you're watching 9/11 coverage?
And then you find yourself creating a post of something insanely heavy because hey, this sucks, so you think to yourself "I know what will make me feel better: A game! No matter that I've already depressed the f&*% out of my friends, they'll totally think this is fun!"
And then you pour another glass of wine and come back to the laptop and think "you know, I totally shouldn't have posted that"
Thanks ladies. I still have flimsy coping mechanisms for this, so am just dwelling. H will be home soon with sushi. I just need to turn off the damn television and go to bed.
Eat the sushi before going to bed!
And if you dont turn off the TV, turn the channel to something ridiculous. Seriously.
Post by charlielove on Sept 11, 2013 22:46:01 GMT -5
No, you understandably wanted to let it out, that's a good coping mechanism. Talking about it is important 2, 10, or 30 years later. I'm glad you did and I hope it helped a teensy bit.
I'm just too tired to think of a witty response to your game. possibly because I still can't drink red wine after the fly incident. Ugh.
No, you understandably wanted to let it out, that's a good coping mechanism. Talking about it is important 2, 10, or 30 years later. I'm glad you did and I hope it helped a teensy bit.
I'm just too tired to think of a witty response to your game. possibly because I still can't drink red wine after the fly incident. Ugh.
Oh honey, flies aren't in ALL THE WINE! I promise.
No, you understandably wanted to let it out, that's a good coping mechanism. Talking about it is important 2, 10, or 30 years later. I'm glad you did and I hope it helped a teensy bit.
I'm just too tired to think of a witty response to your game. possibly because I still can't drink red wine after the fly incident. Ugh.
Oh honey, flies aren't in ALL THE WINE! I promise.
Hush, you. We will make this into a game! And we will make you feel better. I'd probably have better responses if I could have wine, but I'll do my best.
I have been thinking of you all day too, my dear. YOU should not be concerning yourself with silly games. We should be cheering you up and turning off your tv and and sending your sweet, pregnant self to bed. Love you.
Post by lolaburns on Sept 11, 2013 23:17:11 GMT -5
Clara I'm so sorry. I think however you need to process your emotions no matter how much time has lapsed, you should.
If Charlie had not posted about drinking a fly in her adult beverage, I'd be enjoying an adult beverage right now. All I can think of is swallowing a praying mantis.
Post by monkeybabe on Sept 11, 2013 23:35:40 GMT -5
I had no idea, claralou, I'm so sorry. *big, gigantic hugs*
If I had never dated my ex, and gotten into playing video games with him, I never would have met/married Patsy, made Zoe, and made friends with all of you.
Post by monkeybabe on Sept 11, 2013 23:42:09 GMT -5
Oh, and another fun tidbit along my if, then. When said ex found out I e-liked Patsy, he got super bent out of shape and sent me an angry email about how Patsy could be my dad and I was disgusting. FYI, if any of your sons are making babies at 12, you ladies need to step up your parenting. Just fartin'. I was sad when my hotmail was inactive too long and it ate that email. I was keeping it for absurdities sake.
Fact: If 9/11 hadn't happened, I'd be married to someone else right now. He'd be alive, and we'd probably have a couple of kids and live in DC, of all places. As happy as I am with my life, this fact still rocks me to my core every damn year. I suspect it always will.
So I don't dwell in this dark place obsessively all night, let's play a game. Fill in the blank:
"If _____ hadn't happened, I'd be _____ right now."
And, go!
Oh man, look at me, all teary at work, like a regular Joe asshole. I'm so sorry.
If my douchebag boyfriend in college hadn't dumped me, I would probably be working at a lame small-town newspaper, covering the annual chicken show or some shit.
you know when you're exhausted from a long day at work and a teething kiddo, emotionally drained in general and a couple of glasses of wine into your evening? And you're watching 9/11 coverage?
And then you find yourself creating a post of something insanely heavy because hey, this sucks, so you think to yourself "I know what will make me feel better: A game! No matter that I've already depressed the f&*% out of my friends, they'll totally think this is fun!"
And then you pour another glass of wine and come back to the laptop and think "you know, I totally shouldn't have posted that"
Thanks ladies. I still have flimsy coping mechanisms for this, so am just dwelling. H will be home soon with sushi. I just need to turn off the damn television and go to bed.
Oh, fuck that! You post all you want. This day is hard enough for those of us who just watched it all go down on TV from thousands of miles away. I can't even begin to imagine what it's like for someone who lost a loved one.
you know when you're exhausted from a long day at work and a teething kiddo, emotionally drained in general and a couple of glasses of wine into your evening? And you're watching 9/11 coverage?
And then you find yourself creating a post of something insanely heavy because hey, this sucks, so you think to yourself "I know what will make me feel better: A game! No matter that I've already depressed the f&*% out of my friends, they'll totally think this is fun!"
And then you pour another glass of wine and come back to the laptop and think "you know, I totally shouldn't have posted that"
Thanks ladies. I still have flimsy coping mechanisms for this, so am just dwelling. H will be home soon with sushi. I just need to turn off the damn television and go to bed.
Oh, fuck that! You post all you want. This day is hard enough for those of us who just watched it all go down on TV from thousands of miles away. I can't even begin to imagine what it's like for someone who lost a loved one.