My life seems to spiraling down since my marriage ended in a disaster and I think I know how you're feeling, Amye!!! Well, I'm almost all alone - at least here in Berlin. My son is here and he really has a big heart. But he doesn't help me. I'm always alone. And when people ask how I'm doing, I'm always telling them I'm fine, because I'm ashamed too.
I'll keep my finger's crossed for you, sweetie...and I'll keep you in my prayers!!! *Big Hugs*....
The name...maybe. Actually I'm not that a *groups* kind of human. My friends moved away and my sister who is very close to me lives in Holland. I still have a sister living here in Berlin as well, but she is very manipulatory and I can't stand her kind of games to play with people. That's not a healthy relationship. I'd probably go out now and then, even alone. But I don't have money for that. At least I have a job but unfortunately no money left to do something for fun. I should probably think about a second job. That'd be not necessary if my *ex* would pay his part of debts.
Storm's right about it happening more often than you realise, HL. I know platitudes seem to come from people who "don't seem to know anything about it" but sometimes they come from people with experience.
My recommendations, as tough as they might be to achieve, would be: make those gratitude lists every day (if possible) take every opportunity to 'walk in the sun' make your own opportunities to turn life around
For me, Burbank was *it*. I mean, really... *IT*. I haven't looked back.
No one in my family - that I'm aware - has had these kind of problems. Even after my brother's house burned down and he got laid off for 18 mos, and then my SIL quit one job for another that didn't work out, they still have had not many problems (and their new house is so much bigger).
We have no one to turn to family wise - distanced ourselves from Ron's family, and my real dad blew the $600,000 award from his hospital lawsuit. (okay, $130,000 of it went back to Medicare and the attorney too alot, too.)
But HL, those are *their* lives, and that's *their* money. None of that is *yours*, hon. Concentrate on what is yours, and what you can make yours. It's your life. Nobody elses.
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Well, I'm almost all alone - at least here in Berlin.
My son is here and he really has a big heart. But he doesn't help me. I'm always alone. And when people ask how I'm doing, I'm always telling them I'm fine, because I'm ashamed too.
I'll keep my finger's crossed for you, sweetie...and I'll keep you in my prayers!!!
*Big Hugs*....
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I'm sorry you feel all alone, as well. At least I do have hubby, who's been extremely supportive and not at all blaming.
Do you have any groups nearby that you can join, to meet people?
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Actually I'm not that a *groups* kind of human.
My friends moved away and my sister who is very close to me lives in Holland. I still have a sister living here in Berlin as well, but she is very manipulatory and I can't stand her kind of games to play with people. That's not a healthy relationship.
I'd probably go out now and then, even alone. But I don't have money for that. At least I have a job but unfortunately no money left to do something for fun. I should probably think about a second job. That'd be not necessary if my *ex* would pay his part of debts.
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I think doing a daily gratitude list sounds like a very affirming step - to also help focus on what is working well in your life.
*hug*
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My recommendations, as tough as they might be to achieve, would be:
make those gratitude lists every day (if possible)
take every opportunity to 'walk in the sun'
make your own opportunities to turn life around
For me, Burbank was *it*. I mean, really... *IT*. I haven't looked back.
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No one in my family - that I'm aware - has had these kind of problems. Even after my brother's house burned down and he got laid off for 18 mos, and then my SIL quit one job for another that didn't work out, they still have had not many problems (and their new house is so much bigger).
We have no one to turn to family wise - distanced ourselves from Ron's family, and my real dad blew the $600,000 award from his hospital lawsuit. (okay, $130,000 of it went back to Medicare and the attorney too alot, too.)
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