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  • Depending on how many chips, dinner may not have been as bad as you claim. Wine is medicinal at this point, cheescake isn't that far off primal, cheddarwurst is a yummy treat - again depending on the variety - so sorry, you'll have to find another reason to hate yourself today

    Lovin the rain we've had daily here. Kills my workout as I've not been in the pool for like a week, but saving $$ on water! Your gardens may not be in such bad shape afterall.

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    • I'm going to drop this here in case anyone needs it:

      Vegetarians - Imgur
      http://cattaillady.com/ My blog exploring the beginning stages of learning how to homestead. With the occasional rant.

      Originally Posted by TheFastCat: Less is more more or less

      And now I have an Etsy store: CattailsandCalendula

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      • I have extremely sensitive skin, too, and am prone to eczema as well... on my face, too. Stress does it, as well as anti-bacterial soaps and harsh cleaners. Primal eating seems to be making it calm down a bit. Oh, and too much sunshine will make it flare, too.

        I used to get it so bad on my hands... I'd have the blisters between my fingers, and they drove me nuts!

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        • Miss Dressage...

          A while back you made a post that mentioned some interest in a person who would read and offer feedback on some writhing that you were doing/going to do that involved some abuse or domestic violence of some kind perhaps.

          No, I won't. I think you know why. Sorry.

          However... I ran across a movie on HBO the other night that seemed innocent enough that ended up having some very clear and well written sociopathic abuser behaviors, and just as importantly the aftermath left by those behaviors and manipulations.
          If I had known exactly the extent of the movie before I started watching it, I wouldn't have... for me personally it was very unsettling (it'll be a while before I really sleep well again) even though I don't think it would be for most people. It's not terribly graphic... just very accurate in certain details.
          So... Give it a look maybe.

          The movie is Martha Marcy May Marlene


          Another one you can try for accuracy of more turbulent domestic violence is the movie .45
          (...though I admit that I have never actually watched the full movie. I did't know what it was when I started watching it, and it triggered me so badly I had to leave the room part of the way through it.)

          I think there may be a lot of cheesy plot in it... all I could see was the control/abuse. *shrug*
          “You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.”
          ~Friedrich Nietzsche
          And that's why I'm here eating HFLC Primal/Paleo.

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          • Cori- thank you for the movies! I'll look into them for sure. I have a habit of not seeing cheesy plots when the story has something that interests me, so that shouldn't be a problem

            I made a general announcement of my interest in readers that understand abuse because I figured anyone that wanted to would say so allowing those that don't to not need to say anything. Honestly, the last thing I want to do is poke at a friend's wound to satisfy my own curiosity/need for accuracy. That's what strangers are for I figured some people would come out of a situation wanting to uncover it for the world while others need to not re-open that chapter of their life. But I appreciate that you gave it so much as a passing thought

            RaeVynn- So far it's avoided my face *whew!* I did figure out that part of the reason it got as bad as it did as fast as it did is that the all-natural wound salve I was using included Vitamin E. Apparently my family doesn't do so hot with Vitamin E. That's interesting about too much sun. I've never had a problem with that before. It's getting better- although the wheat I've been eating I think has caused it to re-flair.

            I had my first dental appointment yesterday. Having fully half of your face numb is wierd. It wasn't too bad, overall. The other half is being done on Tuesday. I figure I'll give my notice next Friday. After that, I should be back
            http://cattaillady.com/ My blog exploring the beginning stages of learning how to homestead. With the occasional rant.

            Originally Posted by TheFastCat: Less is more more or less

            And now I have an Etsy store: CattailsandCalendula

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            • Martha Marcy May Marlene was worth a watch. Strange and disturbing and very well acted. John Hawkes was also in Winter's Bone, which IMO is one of the best movies in years.

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              • If you took Martha Marcy May Marlene and .45 and somehow edited/sewed them in to one single strange movie ... well... that is a pretty good approximation of several years of my life with an ex... manipulative sociopath/extremely violent/ add in some sadism.
                I didn't kill him at the end. But I did consider it very, very thoroughly... I decided that I couldn't because I had a child.

                Sometimes I'm still a bit shocked that husband handled the aftermath of that without tossing me out on my head.
                I supposed he didn't because I ended up in treatment for PTSD.
                “You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.”
                ~Friedrich Nietzsche
                And that's why I'm here eating HFLC Primal/Paleo.

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                • So how is the writing going?

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                  • Originally posted by cori93437 View Post
                    If you took Martha Marcy May Marlene and .45 and somehow edited/sewed them in to one single strange movie ... well... that is a pretty good approximation of several years of my life with an ex... manipulative sociopath/extremely violent/ add in some sadism.
                    I didn't kill him at the end. But I did consider it very, very thoroughly... I decided that I couldn't because I had a child.

                    Sometimes I'm still a bit shocked that husband handled the aftermath of that without tossing me out on my head.
                    I supposed he didn't because I ended up in treatment for PTSD.
                    Yikes.

                    Without having seen .45 ... Yikes.

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                    • Originally posted by Finnegans Wake View Post
                      Yikes.

                      Without having seen .45 ... Yikes.
                      I was going to go back and >snip< all that... but what the hell... *shrug*
                      It exists whether I type it or not.
                      I don't think he will find me after all these years... and if he does, he probably should not attempt to come into my house. I'm prepared.
                      “You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.”
                      ~Friedrich Nietzsche
                      And that's why I'm here eating HFLC Primal/Paleo.

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                      • Writing? What's writing? Actually, I was up late last night working on yet another retelling of Beauty and the Beast. Because I needed another story. Other than that- nada. Hopefully I'll get rolling again soon.

                        Cori- Thank you for not snipping. I feel like the wrong parts of the world are whitewashed. Like the logical results of a story like Twilight or 50 Shades. Or Chris and Rhianna. Or any of the other fucked up ones that people hold up as "romantic."
                        http://cattaillady.com/ My blog exploring the beginning stages of learning how to homestead. With the occasional rant.

                        Originally Posted by TheFastCat: Less is more more or less

                        And now I have an Etsy store: CattailsandCalendula

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                        • Originally posted by cori93437 View Post
                          I was going to go back and >snip< all that... but what the hell... *shrug*
                          It exists whether I type it or not.
                          I don't think he will find me after all these years... and if he does, he probably should not attempt to come into my house. I'm prepared.
                          my inexperienced impression is that people like that wind up in a ditch sooner or later, usually not reaching middle age due to their own stupidity or crossing the wrong person.

                          my thoughts are much more interesting without "d"s. my D key is sticking.
                          my primal journal:
                          http://www.marksdailyapple.com/forum...Primal-Journal

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                          • I dated a boy (he doesn't deserve the term "man") that tried being a controlling asshat. I'd like to say that he didn't win and we broke up because I refused to "behave," but that's only partially true. I honestly believe the only reason there was no physical abuse was that he lived with a man I consider to be my brother of another mother, and College Guy would've put him in a hospital or casket if he ever did (as College Guy told him repeatedly.) The one time it came close (I had done something that royally enraged him), College Guy helped me escape.
                            Asshat eventually dumped me because I refused to kowtow to his whims if the matter was important to me. I was "too high maintenance."
                            Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, steak in one hand, chocolate in the other, yelling "Holy F***, What a Ride!"
                            My Latest Journal

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                            • I turned in my letter of resignation today. Today, tomorrow, Tuesday, and Wednesday. Then I'm done. Thank god.

                              I actually asked my sup how one resigns from here while being scolded for being rude to an internal customer. And for not being willing enough to deal with people through THEIR preferred form of communication. Well if the twit had stuck with MY preferred form of communication, I would have gotten the information I needed without snapping at him. There is a reason I don't pick up the phone.

                              Naiad- thank god for good friends, right? I briefly dated a guy that could have become a problem, but my best friend hated him from the start and made no bones about it.
                              http://cattaillady.com/ My blog exploring the beginning stages of learning how to homestead. With the occasional rant.

                              Originally Posted by TheFastCat: Less is more more or less

                              And now I have an Etsy store: CattailsandCalendula

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                              • College Guy was friends with Asshat (still is), but didn't like the idea that I was willing to date someone so explosive over such small things. (At that point, I didn't realize that I considered that type of thing normal, thanks to my childhood.) CG was the one that figuratively picked me up off the floor after the break up (I was 300 miles from where he lived, or he would've done it physically.)
                                In a way, I hate how badly he got friendzoned by me, but by the time I realized he was interested, he was very much a brother in my eyes. The idea of romance with him was about as appealing as a romance with a piece of old tire. I asked him to stand as one of my two men of honor when Geek and I got married. Unfortunately, both he and Dallas Guy had to bow out: CG got violently ill the day he was to drive to the ranch, and DG got offered a new job (after 6 mos of unemployment) that started my wedding day. I told both of them to TCB and not worry about it.
                                Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, steak in one hand, chocolate in the other, yelling "Holy F***, What a Ride!"
                                My Latest Journal

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