Because the Discussion Changes

It's not in one place.  If you're new here, this is what you need to know about my blogs.  The problem with putting all thoughts into one place is that looking for relevant information becomes a treasure hunt of sorts where you only find the dragon in the end, rather than the gold. Okay, so I'm not saying what I have to say from one day or one moment to the next is 'gold,' but my sense of humor is working overtime today... just bear with me on that, okay? ;)

This Free Spirit is one such place, the newest in the corridors here.  It's kind of my safe place, in a way, though visiting the ghosts of the past is often the case.  "Abuse Bonds Broken" is, for me, a way to help myself, and to help others, who've dealt with malignant narcissists.  It's really not always about the worst of the situation, nor is it always just about purging the demons.  My goal there is to help, but to also bring healing for myself in the process.  And process, I do.. more times than not, this is exactly what I'm doing there.

The stories and such aren't often pretty.  But life with a narcissist and emotional abuser rarely is, right?  In essence--you're not going to find unicorns there.

Where Fireflies Dream is a place where the sun is SUPPOSED to shine a little brighter, where life is a little lighter, fuller....  But let's face it; as life smacks me up-side the head on occasion, the lines between the great and not-so-great begin to blur.  In essence--you won't often find unicorns here either.  But I'm trying...

All Things Ephemeral .... because the discussion changes.  This was the original blog, the one where most of the laughter, contemplation, silliness, passion, and tears were cast upon the pages.  It was overwhelming at first, really, because there were NO lines drawn between anything; it began as a place to purge anything and everything.  This also used to result in many posts being deleted.  Yes, I still do that on occasion, delete posts, but very rarely now.

Boo's Juicy Bits  Well, now THIS one has gone absolutely rogue, I have to admit.  It began when I started juicing, then evolved as I embarked on a healthier diet, then went completely rogue because of the health issues that have come on board.  This blog... let's just say ANYTHING could end up here.

Why?  Because the discussion changes!  And because we live in a world that has become increasingly indifferent, where people can't 'concern' themselves with the emotions, experiences, etc. of another human being.  This is not accusatory, by the way.  It's simply a sad fact.

While not everyone is safely wading in that comfortable pool of ones own life, some are simply unable to step out... be vulnerable.  No matter.  These blogs... are just me stepping out of that comfortable place.

When Bitchy Doesn't Make You a Bitch

So I had a little time to write about "My Inner Child is a Bitch" on Where Fireflies Dream (link on the side bar).  In some ways I'm trying to hang on to the humorous side of things in an attempt to thwart being knocked on my ass by life, my health issues, and this damned chronic pain and fatigue (etc).

As you know, we've pretty much become the most butthurt and offended society in the damn world.  People are losing their sense of humor trying to be as politically correct as possible, and the end result is that their egos inflate to a point where, I swear, their heads are going to explode!  WTH is up with that anyway?  Doesn't matter, because "I" refuse to go there.  I'm keeping my crazy sense of humor, thank you very much. ;)

Whatever happened to people not taking themselves so seriously, anyway?  I know, I know.  It's the trend now, the "in thing" to be not just overly politically-correct, but also to be OVERLY-FREAKING-SENSITIVE.  Walking on eggshells is now what we have to do in order to NOT offend someone.  Again, there is no freaking way I'm going to edit what I think or feel or say or do based on anything OTHER than morals and ethics.  I will never base my behavior, etc. on what's politically-correct at the time.  Nope. No way, Jose.

Somehow, some way, I do hope people's butthurt heals. Hell, have the butthurt removed, because it's a cancer.  Or, put an emotional bandaid on it and pull up your big girl/big boy undies and get on with life already!

No---we should NOT EVER subscribe to being insensitive or deliberately hurting another's feelings.  And if that happens, apologize.  But be who you are!  Laugh at yourself sometimes!

Here's a thought:  Buy a clown nose, and when you find yourself completely pissed off.. put it on and take a few selfies.  You don't think that will work???  Try it!  Seriously! ;)  I think you'll be pleasantly surprised.