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hollydolly said:
I fell asleep as predicted sitting upright on the sofa this afternoon... horrendous nightmares about crashing the new car..

This time I dreamt I was on an unfamiliar road, which had several RTA's at the beginning of the road.. so as I past them I was being extra careful.. and further down the road I over steered in my dream and the car took off like an aeroplane and landed in the lake.

As the car and I both descended I remember thinking... this is it.. if I survive this.. I'm finished I can't afford yet another car!

The weird thing about it was that just prior to the crash, I'd been in a bar having a coke after finishing some shopping, and an old friend who I hadn't seen for years tapped me on the shoulder... and I remember in the dream thinking, how well dressed he was because he was always known to be a bit of a scruff.....he had been a very heavy drinker, a functioning alcoholic really but a really nice person...... .. he seemed sober and spotlessly clean with expensive clothing , and I said I would put my things in the car and come and sit with him and catch up..... I never got back.. I went looking for him, and couldn't find the way back into the bar... :unsure:

...so I got in the car.... and drove away.. but everything was unfamiliar...

The worst of it was when i tried to get hold of anyone by phone to come and help after I emrged from the lake...... no-one was really interested... almost like... oh she's survived again.. what's the rush.....

...... horrible , horrible dream :eek:
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RTA. Sounds like Cleveland. Hmmm.
 

Well had a surpise visitor, the County Senior Services supervisor
stopped by to see me, brought me a strawberry milkshake yay!!
She sez she is in talks with a couple programs/peopls about
the ramp I'd like out back...so we shall see....on the other side
the plumber came about toilet and left without doing anything
land lord is not wanting to pay out the big bucks for the long
sewer snake work......so guess who I'll call at his home if the
throne overflows in the middle of the nite???!! LOL....
 
If a landlord refuses to pay for necessary plumbing repairs, tenants can take several steps, but should proceed cautiously, potentially consulting with an attorney. First, document the issue with photos and written communication with the landlord. If the problem is serious and affects habitability, tenants may have the option to withhold rent after providing written notice and allowing a reasonable time for repairs, but this should be done with legal guidance. Alternatively, tenants may be able to pay for repairs themselves and deduct the cost from rent, but this is also subject to legal limitations and should be done with professional advice.

Maybe you should have mentioned it to the the Senior Services agent.
 
I am really, really, really struggling right now.

I never reach out for help, but I could really use any positive thoughts—or prayers—anyone could send my way. It doesn't have to be in the form of a post, just an internal kind thought. Or not.

I'm actually crying, hard, as I type this. I never cry. (Perhaps that is part of the problem.)

I've been in therapy (years), and taken antidepressants (years), and I don't consider those viable options.

My son will never talk to me again, and it seems that everyone in my family has taken against me.

This sounds stupid, but the thing that sent me into the abyss of grief is a social media post I came across, in which my son and his girlfriend discussed their favorite things (e.g., colors, TV shows).

My son said his favorite band is the Beatles. I raised all three of my kids on the Beatles (and a lot of other classic rock, and other genres). How can his favorite band be the Beatles? Did I have anything to do with that? (And should it matter?) He said his favorite TV show is The Middle. He and his sisters and I always used to watch that.

I am in such pain. I can't fix this. Please note that I am NOT suicidal. I was raised to believe that suicide sends one directly to Hell. (I'm saying this because I don't want anyone calling emergency services on me.)

I have tried so hard to rebuild my life after my addiction. I've been clean for 6 years and have turned my life around, been trying to live a productive life. Yet nobody, including my daughters—and, of course, my son—seems willing to forgive me. :cry::cry::cry::cry:

If anyone has read this, thank you for reading. And I'm sorry to be a drag.

I'm so lost, and sad right now.

Here he is:
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KSav said:
I am really, really, really struggling right now.

I never reach out for help, but I could really use any positive thoughts—or prayers—anyone could send my way.

I'm actually crying, hard, as I type this. I never cry. (Perhaps that is part of the problem.)

I've been in therapy (years), and taken antidepressants (years), and I don't consider those viable options.

My son will never talk to me again, and it seems that everyone in my family has taken against me.

This sounds stupid, but the thing that sent me into the abyss of grief is a social media post I came across, in which my son and his girlfriend discussed their favorite things (e.g., colors, TV shows).

My son said his favorite band is the Beatles. I raised all three of my kids on the Beatles (and a lot of other classic rock, and other genres). How can his favorite band be the Beatles? Did I have anything to do with that? (And should it matter?) He said his favorite TV show is The Middle. He and his sisters and I always used to watch that.

I am in such pain. I can't fix this. Please note that I am NOT suicidal. I was raised to believe that suicide sends one directly to Hell. (I'm saying this because I don't want anyone calling emergency services on me.)

I have tried so hard to rebuild my life after my addiction. I've been clean for 6 years and have turned my life around, been trying to live a productive life. Yet nobody, including my daughters—and, of course, my son—seems willing to forgive me. :cry::cry::cry::cry:

If anyone has read this, thank you for reading. And I'm sorry to be a drag.

I'm so lost, and sad right now.
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I'm not qualified as the person who can say the right things in this situation..so I'm not going to try, but I want you to know, that when all is said and done, and when people turn their back on you in real life, we will always be your friend here on the forum 🤗

So sorry this has caused you such grief, I would love to think that your family will be ready to reach out to you before too long..
 
hollydolly said:
I'm not qualified as the person who can say the right things in this situation..so I'm not going to try, but I want you to know, that when all is said and done, and when people turn their back on you in real life, we will always be your friend here on the forum 🤗

So sorry this has caused you such grief, I would love to think that your family will be ready to reach out to you before too long..
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Oh, @hollydolly, thank you. I am crying even harder now.

I can't tell you how much your compassion means to me.
 
KSav said:
I am really, really, really struggling right now.

I never reach out for help, but I could really use any positive thoughts—or prayers—anyone could send my way.

I'm actually crying, hard, as I type this. I never cry. (Perhaps that is part of the problem.)

I've been in therapy (years), and taken antidepressants (years), and I don't consider those viable options.

My son will never talk to me again, and it seems that everyone in my family has taken against me.

This sounds stupid, but the thing that sent me into the abyss of grief is a social media post I came across, in which my son and his girlfriend discussed their favorite things (e.g., colors, TV shows).

My son said his favorite band is the Beatles. I raised all three of my kids on the Beatles (and a lot of other classic rock, and other genres). How can his favorite band be the Beatles? Did I have anything to do with that? (And should it matter?) He said his favorite TV show is The Middle. He and his sisters and I always used to watch that.

I am in such pain. I can't fix this. Please note that I am NOT suicidal. I was raised to believe that suicide sends one directly to Hell. (I'm saying this because I don't want anyone calling emergency services on me.)

I have tried so hard to rebuild my life after my addiction. I've been clean for 6 years and have turned my life around, been trying to live a productive life. Yet nobody, including my daughters—and, of course, my son—seems willing to forgive me. :cry::cry::cry::cry:

If anyone has read this, thank you for reading. And I'm sorry to be a drag.

I'm so lost, and sad right now.

Here he is:
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very good looking......
 
Ksav, as another person who recovered from addiction I can
appreciate the struggles that one sometimes goes thru after
the addicigtion is gone, especially any thing that regards
family...I had to give up one sister in effect, due to the lies
she spread about my sobriety as well as other issues with her.
I use the first things first a lot, the serentity prayer, and when
working around folks I used the system of praying for THEM a
lot, and you know what ,,,it works!!!! Do not give ANYONE ESP
FAMILY THE POWER TO CAUSE YOU GREAT DISTRESS....GOD BLESS YOU.....DON
 
hawkdon said:
Ksav, as another person who recovered from addiction I can
appreciate the struggles that one sometimes goes thru after
the addicigtion is gone, especially any thing that regards
family...I had to give up one sister in effect, due to the lies
she spread about my sobriety as well as other issues with her.
I use the first things first a lot, the serentity prayer, and when
working around folks I used the system of praying for THEM a
lot, and you know what ,,,it works!!!! Do not give ANYONE ESP
FAMILY THE POWER TO CAUSE YOU GREAT DISTRESS....GOD BLESS YOU.....DON
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Thanks so much, @hawkdon. I made so many mistakes during my addiction, and at times it seems I will wear them around my neck like the proverbial albatross forever.

I can't seem to move on. Thank you for your kind words, and I know I shouldn't give people so much power over me. I recall that Dear Abby once said that nobody can make you feel worthless unless you give them the power to do that. Which is pretty much what you said!

Thank you. I am heading to bed and hoping tomorrow will be better. The video, and especially his mention of the Beatles, shattered me, sort of the straw that breaks the camel's back.
 
My son and I watched a seminar on estate planning on Zoom, presented by one of the partners in our attorney firm. My will, living will and POA were recently revised, but I've been trying for the longest to get my son to prepare his documents. That he was interested in the seminar gives me hope that he'll get to it soon. We are members of Legal Shield (formerly Pre Paid Legal) and those documents are included in membership. She answered a couple of the questions I'd been meaning to call and ask about, particularly about trusts.

Tonight my Honorary Son #3 surprised me when he called and said he passed the park where the Jazz concert was being held (next town over) and if I wanted to go, be ready in 20 minutes. Of course I wanted to go. I didn't think he was going because he's been so busy preparing for Saturday's broadcast and helping his family and their neighbors by getting bottled water for everyone.

By the time we got there, they only played for about 40 minutes, but we enjoyed it so much. I finally met his pastor, who he talks about a lot. She and her husband were there last week too. I worked with her father, who was also a minister, when I was 21 years old. I told her what a wonderful, humble man he was, even while being disrespected by our boss. She said I made her day. I told her about my music, which she said she was excited to hear and that HS#3 is getting ready to release his songs as well.

I also showed her pictures of my son, HS#3 and me in HS's studio. She was happy to see those too, saying she'd never seen it even though one of her sons helped construct it. After the concert, we went to our spot...Amazon Fresh then HS#3 went a couple of doors down to get his favorite Chinese meal. I got a great deal on Marie Callender's chicken pot pies....4 for $6.97! They were marked $9.97, but I got a promo discount for being a Prime member. Tonight was a wonderful night.
 
@KSav, I have not experienced an addiction myself, but I nearly lost my sister/best friend to hers. You have many signs showing you, you are still in the mind of someone. It is always better when they come back to you from their need, not yours. I will pray that day will come for you.
I may be wrong but I do think when someone has written you off totally/finally, they tend to push those good memories way down to dull the want or nudge to reach out. Personally I would take the Beatles and the TV show with a smile and let it give me strength to keep improving, loving and pray for patience. Hugs to you, and Congratulations on how far you have come!
 
KSav said:
I am really, really, really struggling right now.

I never reach out for help, but I could really use any positive thoughts—or prayers—anyone could send my way. It doesn't have to be in the form of a post, just an internal kind thought. Or not.

I'm actually crying, hard, as I type this. I never cry. (Perhaps that is part of the problem.)

I've been in therapy (years), and taken antidepressants (years), and I don't consider those viable options.

My son will never talk to me again, and it seems that everyone in my family has taken against me.

This sounds stupid, but the thing that sent me into the abyss of grief is a social media post I came across, in which my son and his girlfriend discussed their favorite things (e.g., colors, TV shows).

My son said his favorite band is the Beatles. I raised all three of my kids on the Beatles (and a lot of other classic rock, and other genres). How can his favorite band be the Beatles? Did I have anything to do with that? (And should it matter?) He said his favorite TV show is The Middle. He and his sisters and I always used to watch that.

I am in such pain. I can't fix this. Please note that I am NOT suicidal. I was raised to believe that suicide sends one directly to Hell. (I'm saying this because I don't want anyone calling emergency services on me.)

I have tried so hard to rebuild my life after my addiction. I've been clean for 6 years and have turned my life around, been trying to live a productive life. Yet nobody, including my daughters—and, of course, my son—seems willing to forgive me. :cry::cry::cry::cry:

If anyone has read this, thank you for reading. And I'm sorry to be a drag.

I'm so lost, and sad right now.

Here he is:
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KSav, it could very well take more than six years to earn forgiveness and even longer to build trust. Step by step, action by action you show that you have changed....by being a changed and trustworthy person. Actions speak louder than words.
Until then, love them even from afar. Any chance you can show them you're there for them do that. Ask nothing in return.
In the meantime, love yourself, forgive yourself. You've become a worthy and trustworthy person. You can't redo the past so accept it, own it, and learn from it. I can tell you have done all these things. They should see that.
I'm sorry, It is a sad situation but it takes time.
The Beatles and The Middle reference tells me they have good memories. Forgive them for being too hard on you. If you've been sober for six years you rock!
 
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It's a lovely sunny day here on the Lancashire coast. A 2hr Tai Chi session in the park was very nice this morning. Lots of stuff drilled. This afternoon we're taking the grandchildren to meet some Alpacas. Should be a fun time :)
 

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