Oh, I never said that I don't hate it. I just know that what seems to work best for me is to put one foot in front of the other, and do the next right thing.
Last night I was watching some videos on YouTube of people dancing at the type of nightclubs I used to go to in the late 80s & early 90s when I was in my late teens, and early twenties. There was a part of me that that was very happy to hear the music, and remember the good times, but there was also a part of me that was heartbroken, and longing for the past. There's a part of me that yearns for a machine that can take me back in time, and make me young again... a part of me that yearns for a time machine that doesn't exist.
I called a friend of mine who helped me out, and he talked to me about how hurtful it can be to myself when I get caught up in rumination. He's about two years older than me so we're both from the same generation. The guy has worked as a nurse, and has spent years taking care of his now 84 year old mother whom he finally had to put in a home just this past week, because her needs for care now outweigh his abilities to care for her. I'm so grateful to have this friend in my life now, because we can relate to each other, and he's been through a lot of the things I'm dreading. He just encourages me mostly, but it does help.
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Oh, I never said that I don't hate it. I just know that what seems to work best for me is to put one foot in front of the other, and do the next right thing.
Last night I was watching some videos on YouTube of people dancing at the type of nightclubs I used to go to in the late 80s & early 90s when I was in my late teens, and early twenties. There was a part of me that that was very happy to hear the music, and remember the good times, but there was also a part of me that was heartbroken, and longing for the past. There's a part of me that yearns for a machine that can take me back in time, and make me young again... a part of me that yearns for a time machine that doesn't exist.
I called a friend of mine who helped me out, and he talked to me about how hurtful it can be to myself when I get caught up in rumination. He's about two years older than me so we're both from the same generation. The guy has worked as a nurse, and has spent years taking care of his now 84 year old mother whom he finally had to put in a home just this past week, because her needs for care now outweigh his abilities to care for her. I'm so grateful to have this friend in my life now, because we can relate to each other, and he's been through a lot of the things I'm dreading. He just encourages me mostly, but it does help.