I like to build people up. I like to believe in them and love them. I like to accept them and make them smile. I try always to do it when I am not being stupidly angry or self-absorbed ( Read more... )

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I remember the first time I ever saw the ocean. I was probably around fourteen or so. My family had taken a vacation to visit my aunt and cousins near the Oregon coast. They took us to the cold, gray beach. And I was struck dumb with awe at how tiny I suddenly felt, looking out across the cobalt blue water, the mist that beckoned in whispers, ( Read more... )

I insisted that I would grow up in ways that I never could have anywhere else if I moved to Sarasota. I believe I was right. It's not what I expected, and it's not really even what I wanted. Or, rather, what I thought I wanted. But I don't regret anything for a second. I feel rather stupid about a lot of things, but regret? No ( Read more... )

There is a certain time once every month when I am of the opinion that being fertile is overrated ( Read more... )

It's all coming together! I have left my family-like friends from Provo and Salt Lake behind--not without much crying, of course, and I sorely miss them--and am preparing for my departure to Sarasota in the next two weeks. I have FINALLY found adequate housing, too! Safe place and very nice, agreeable roommates. One of them is even LDS! My parents ( Read more... )

Yesterday at work, I noticed that my boss was quite distraught, so I asked her what was going on. She's been using ldssingles.com and has made some great friendships from it; however, one of her friends randomly sent her an e-mail explaining that due to the loss of someone dear to him, he was going to sell his thriving business, leave the country, ( Read more... )

It's one thing to disagree with me, to not understand me, to hurt me and call me worthless and incapable and selfish and stupid, after going through my whole life rarely acknowledging problems. That's terrible, and I admit that I don't really have the self-confidence to deal with it very well on my own ( Read more... )

So there's apparently some speculation by a highly sensitive friend of mine that there's a ghost in my bedroom. My roommate had been feeling strangely afraid to fall asleep in our room for a little while after I'd left for my family's vacation, so she brought in our sensitive friend and a couple of others to see whether they thought there was ( Read more... )

I am currently at the Oregon coast, enjoying a vacation with my family. Fortunately, outward indications of dysfunctionality have been minimal thus far, but the week is young. Regardless, I am having a grand time and expect to continue doing so ( Read more... )