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for 14 år siden 0 +0 / -0 27

(((Hugs))) Diva,

You know I had the exact same issue with my nose, I hated it, then one day I saw a reality show that showed the surgery and I was cured. I feel like we go through enough pain, I wasn't going to do it when I had a choice, but that is just me.

I can tell you that there is no one else like you and that makes you perfect. Also there must be a reason that this part is so terrible for you, maybe you want to look at that reason. Also I might try and look at all my good stuff and not focus on the one things I don't like, if you have one think you don't like, you have tons you do and that is going to make you a helluva lot happier.

My two cents, take what you like and leave the rest behind.

Stacy

for 14 år siden 0 +0 / -0 71

And I don't mean that to be a meaningless compliment or a trick to lift your spirits.

Sing, Catherine.

for 14 år siden 0 +0 / -0 71

You seem beautiful to me.

for 14 år siden 0 +0 / -0 910

I feel bad, I feel fat and ugly. At least the fat part I can do something about. I can eat better and exercise. The problem is I feel ugly. I feel ugly even when thing and healthy. There is this one part of my body I hate. I mean I HATE it. I actually feel violent towards that part of my body. I have been having trouble with it for over a decade now. I have tired to accept it. I can't. I HATe it and it makes me feel ugly and hate myself, my body. I want it fixed. I am considering plastic surgery. I just can't stand it anymore! Ugh!!!

for 14 år siden 0 +0 / -0 910

Thank you Stacy for your kind and supportive reply! And you make a good point about taking care of myself so I can be there for others. As for your question, I think it is a great question but I have to admit I have no clue as to the answer. Thank you again!

for 14 år siden 0 +0 / -0 27

Hi Diva,

Sorry you are having such an icky day, make sure you take care of yourself though. If you are not in a good place you won't be very much help to anyone else, but I am sure you know that. We all just seem to attempt to put on our happy faces and carry on. I wonder if that is a symptom or a cause of what has gotten us to this place?

Hugs,

Stacy

for 14 år siden 0 +0 / -0 910

I am having a really tough day. I am hobbling on my broken foot. I am hormonal and crampy. Everything makes me want to just tuck myself into the foetal position and sob like a child. On top of it, I am having to fake it because others need me to be happy and well so I can help them through what they are going through. I just want to go hide...

for 14 år siden 0 +0 / -0 910

Hello Perth, thank you so much for your reply! It started a few years back. He just got burned out. It is not that he doesn't love me so much as he has run out of personal resources to help me. We have been talking a bit about it which is an improvement.

for 14 år siden 0 +0 / -0 62

Hi Diva,

I'm so sorry you are feeling this way!

I can understand how bad it feels to apparently loose something you really really really appreciated.

Since when do you think he only holds you when you are "high" ?

for 14 år siden 0 +0 / -0 910

My husband and I have a good marriage. He loves me and I love him. He takes good care of me. He is a good husband and a good man. He is tougher than most. But living with me for as long as he has and going through all this with me has taken its toll on him. Now, there are things he just cannot deal with. I understand it or at least I try. I try to be okay with it.

But the truth is, I miss his emotional support. I miss being able to look to him for reassurance. I miss being able to discuss certain worries with him. Mostly, I miss being held. He holds me a lot less. He holds me now, almost exclusively if I am doing well. When I am freaking out or crying, he just shuts down to weather the storm. His absence hurts me more than I can explain. I miss his arms around me, I miss the contact of him grounding me. I miss the safety of his arms letting me know I will be ok. Now, when I finally can’t hold it in and freak out or cry, I am all alone, bobbing, floating on the raging sea, trying not to drown, no buoy to help me. During those moments I feel like I have lost him, I miss him. Part of him is gone from me, inaccessible and that absence has left a void in my existence that cannot be filled.

His embrace was always home to me, a safe haven in a cruel world. Now I am left alone, lost and cold with no Sanctuary from the Storm…

Guardian (colour) by Selina Fenech

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