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Posted by Toph on March 15, 2005, at 16:00:05
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary, posted by Susan47 on March 15, 2005, at 14:03:10
> Susie's over here. Here, high-testosterone guys, over here ;)
I've always found that to be a better use of precious hormones anyway, Suz. ; )
Posted by Susan47 on March 15, 2005, at 21:56:39
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary » Susan47, posted by Toph on March 15, 2005, at 16:00:05
Oh good, good, goodie. ;)
Posted by Toph on March 16, 2005, at 16:27:18
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary » Toph, posted by Susan47 on March 15, 2005, at 21:56:39
> Oh good, good, goodie. ;)
Oh yes I would, if I could, could, couldie. ; )
Posted by Susan47 on March 16, 2005, at 20:41:34
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary, posted by Toph on March 16, 2005, at 16:27:18
Oh would you now,
woodie woodie woo?
Posted by Toph on March 16, 2005, at 22:25:10
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary, posted by Susan47 on March 16, 2005, at 20:41:34
I guess I'll have to bone up on my poetry skills.
Posted by Susan47 on March 16, 2005, at 23:37:08
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary » Susan47, posted by Toph on March 16, 2005, at 22:25:10
Ciao down, baby.
Posted by Toph on March 16, 2005, at 23:43:16
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary, posted by Susan47 on March 16, 2005, at 23:37:08
OK, but I can't keep this up forever, sweets.
Posted by Shame on March 17, 2005, at 6:34:33
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary » Susan47, posted by Toph on March 16, 2005, at 22:25:10
> I guess I'll have to bone up on my poetry skills.
He He He He... You said bone.
Posted by Toph on March 17, 2005, at 6:54:59
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary » Toph, posted by Shame on March 17, 2005, at 6:34:33
I'll take the bait.
"> Thanks jackass." is my favorite quote of yours from:
http://www.dr-bob.org/babble/write/20050211/msgs/471271.htmlI'm glad I amused you.
Best wishes,
Toph
Posted by Susan47 on March 17, 2005, at 12:42:24
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary » Susan47, posted by Toph on March 16, 2005, at 22:25:10
Yes,that's exactly what I thought, I can't keep this up forever, when you said you had to BONE up on your poetry. I thought, brilliant, NOW what do I do??? So I made it worse.. sheesh. Now everybody shut up before this gets noticed.
Posted by Toph on March 17, 2005, at 17:45:24
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary, posted by Toph on March 14, 2005, at 14:57:37
> >
> > After reading it I'm tired. If I were you I would be cackling with glee over that.
>
> Main Entry: cack·le
> Pronunciation: 'ka-k&l
> Inflected Form(s): cack·ling
> 1 : to make the sharp broken noise or cry characteristic of a hen especially after laying
>
> Are you saying that I laid an egg with this one, Shame? ; ) Toph
>
>Shame:
If you took the above self-effacing comment of mine as something offense, then I apologize for not being more clear. Your reply, of course, was unambiguous. I regret the misunderstanding.
Good Luck ; )
Toph
Posted by Toph on March 17, 2005, at 17:58:22
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary, posted by Susan47 on March 17, 2005, at 12:42:24
> Yes,that's exactly what I thought, I can't keep this up forever, when you said you had to BONE up on your poetry. I thought, brilliant, NOW what do I do??? So I made it worse.. sheesh.
I don't think you made it worse, I did, I should have been above this. I sort of got a flashback to when one of my three brothers would hit me in the back of the head for no reason. Let's just say that something other than civil negotiating would ensue.
Susan, as an aside, I want to thank you for trying to help. I really take it as a caring jesture. The cyclical nature of BP I may be too much for me here on PB. When I say something stupid IRL, I usually can smooth feathers, mend fences, grovel, apologize to fix things. Here, stupid stuff is etched in stone for anyone who wants to take offense to see. Maybe time for a break, I have the flu anyway. Luv you, Toph
Posted by Susan47 on March 17, 2005, at 20:03:25
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary » Susan47, posted by Toph on March 17, 2005, at 17:58:22
No, it's not you, it's me who isn't supportive here, Toph. I mean, look what I said the first post on the thread, what a jerk I was. I said your best may not be the same as someone else's, and it sounds TERRIBLE, that sounds awful and it's not true because it's not your best, it's your FEELING about the best that's not the same as others. Why are you so HARD on yourself, and then I fell right into that hole with you, Toph, and you don't deserve it, you deserve to feel GOOD.
Posted by Shame on March 18, 2005, at 7:07:26
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary - Shame, posted by Toph on March 17, 2005, at 17:45:24
On 3/17/05 Toph Attempted to infuriate me by saying :
> >
> > Main Entry: cack·le
> > Pronunciation: 'ka-k&l
> > Inflected Form(s): cack·ling
> > 1 : to make the sharp broken noise or cry characteristic of a hen especially after laying
> >
> > Are you saying that I laid an egg with this one, Shame? ; ) Toph
> >
> >
>
> Shame:
>
> If you took the above self-effacing comment of mine as something offense, then I apologize for not being more clear. Your reply, of course, was unambiguous. I regret the misunderstanding.
>
> Good Luck ; )
>
> TophI have no sense of humor. My anger overwhelms my senses, filling all the fibers of my being with a righteous rage that threatens to consume my tenuous grasp on reason.
<Shakes fist>
Let that be a lesson to us all.
Posted by Toph on March 18, 2005, at 9:12:58
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary - Shame, posted by Shame on March 18, 2005, at 7:07:26
> On 3/17/05 Toph Attempted to infuriate me by saying :...
Not so, Shame. I wasn't sure what cackle meant so I looked it up, copied it in my response, made a lame self-depreciating joke about hens, and even added a wink to be sure you knew I was joking (I'm learning that this is a good practice here). But you can always confront someone here by asking them about their intentions.
>
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> I have no sense of humor. My anger overwhelms my senses, filling all the fibers of my being with a righteous rage that threatens to consume my tenuous grasp on reason.
>Not so, Shame. I actually cracked a smile before I got pissed off when you said that He He He You said bone comment.
I'm a little touchy too sometimes.
> Let that be a lesson to us all.
>
Ditto.Again, I'm sorry you mistook my intent.
Toph
Posted by Toph on March 18, 2005, at 9:24:21
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary » Toph, posted by Susan47 on March 17, 2005, at 20:03:25
You know what Susan, you said what you said because its the truth. It's based on what I've told you. I'm not the greatest husband, father, social worker, or friend. Like you, shrinks have always told me that I am too hard on myself. Sometimes I think they are just not listening to me.
Posted by Susan47 on March 18, 2005, at 9:33:39
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary - Shame » Shame, posted by Toph on March 18, 2005, at 9:12:58
Yeah, well, you're self-deprecating a lot, Toph. You're also smart, sensitive, and kind. So there. And tons of other good stuff I haven't even touched. Like, Supportive.
Posted by Susan47 on March 18, 2005, at 9:34:13
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary » Susan47, posted by Toph on March 18, 2005, at 9:24:21
Being too hard on yourself is non-constructive. Try that for a mantra.
Posted by Susan47 on March 18, 2005, at 9:34:57
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary » Susan47, posted by Toph on March 18, 2005, at 9:24:21
Slap my face. I sound like my last therapist. He tried that on me too. It doesn't work, does it?
Posted by Toph on March 18, 2005, at 10:40:54
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary » Toph, posted by Susan47 on March 18, 2005, at 9:34:13
> Being too hard on yourself is non-constructive. Try that for a mantra.
Ooooommmmm is so much simpler.
Posted by Toph on June 18, 2008, at 10:08:34
In reply to Poem for the weary, posted by Toph on March 8, 2005, at 2:20:15
Pretty much the staus quo.
Posted by susan47 on July 10, 2008, at 17:56:31
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary » Susan47, posted by Toph on March 18, 2005, at 10:40:54
Right. Empty the mind, just empty the f*ck*ng bastard. And what happens then, in the world of real men and real women?
Posted by susan47 on July 10, 2008, at 17:58:19
In reply to Poem for the weary, posted by Toph on March 8, 2005, at 2:20:15
So f*ck*ng true, and the only thing that makes any of it better at all, is the m-f*ck*ng-j f*ck my soul, oh Lord see how my soul is f*ck*d.
Treatment center, here I come, baby.
F*ck me.
Posted by susan47 on July 10, 2008, at 18:14:59
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary » Toph, posted by susan47 on July 10, 2008, at 17:58:19
I am so f*ck*d, so f*ck*d am I, my mind cannot simply CANNOT feel f*ck*ng good unless it's Ohhhh so triggered, so triggered by a substance and I HATE that .. what about that synthetic cocaine, "Warning: Psychiatry Can Be Hazardous to Your Mental Health" ... what about if I've never even had the opportunity to try that, a real script med, because the doctors would rather see me fry myself into oblivion with the f*ck*ng dope, than be honest about it, and say "We don't know why anything works, we're sold a bill of goods by the pharmaceuticals, who pretty much run the world, baby, as you and I know it here in the "First World" .. hah. First World, my *ss. I'm a doctor who comes to you without knowing everything, I come to you and I know you are my patient, and perhaps you've read a f*ck*ng thing or two, baby, and perhaps you know about Therapy, and why it isn't given the way it should be, why psychiatrists are sold a f*ck*ng bill of goods by educators who are also bought by the big pharmaceuticals, and oh by the way, when my wife had our child we got free formula for years ... because N*s*l*e, or *%% (substitute the name of any company selling baby formula, honey, it doesn't matter.... does it?) wants to sell a lot of baby formula, or canned milk, oh yes, canned milk was good before we knew anything else... and I get free samples of all kinds of drugs, honey ... but education, I'm a little short on my reading in the field of mental health, lately, because I'm too busy with my own life, thank you very much, I have to have a life as well, and if I pass you onto this psychiatrist now, who will see you once a month for half an hour or so, and make sure you're taking the meds he prescribes you (oh and by the way his psychiatry does NOT consist of therapy beyond a simple question and answer session ... you f*ck*ng *ssh*l*, how I despise what you do to yourself and your patients .. I've seen you on the street, Dr. X, and I see how you look like a deer in the f*ck*ng headlights, there on the street, scared f*ck*ng sh*tl*ss of your own death you counsel others into mental agony as well, not away from it. You cannot get away from your own mental agony enough to see Happiness other than in your f*ck*ng paycheque, your $$ and your boat tell you more about your standing in the world than your own heart. Your own humanity has gone unfathomed and so you prescribe me a little f*ck*ng beige and green pill, and this, THIS is the answer to my prayers. And you had the gall to tell me you were more concerned about my marihuana smoking than any alcohol consumption I might have. You prescribe pills yet your are ignorant of drugs, and their effect, their real and true effect, on the soul of your "patient"."
Gut you will never hear those words from any GP, nor because they are trained to have a well-balanced life, one that does not include disease and disorder through unhappiness.
Self-fulfillment.
Did I happen to mention that Prozac acts like an AM-F*CK*NG-PHETAMINE on the brain???? Did I mention that my sweet, lovely little oh-so-harmless GP Dr. R had me up to 80 mg daily, knowing, f*ck*ng KNOWING that I was smoking mj .. but it was the way to keep me from killing myself .. but she should have known, and she either did not, so truly Ignorant ... or didn't care enough to know the truth, to read enough books, to open her mind enough to encompass another reality FOR THE GOOD OF HER PATIENTS ... for the good of me.
I wasn't worth it.
But I am.
I am worth it.
I am.
Posted by susan47 on July 10, 2008, at 22:53:02
In reply to (Rant - but Well Justified) » susan47, posted by susan47 on July 10, 2008, at 18:14:59
Posting without proofing, without reading it ... my psychiatrist actually said, something like this "I'd be more concerned about your alcohol consumption than your marihuana smoking, actually" .... but what does it matter, does it matter that he wasn't concerned about my mj habit, does this matter at all? Does it matter that my ex-T never told me I couldn't see him if I'd toked, and I told him I toked before I came, and he was tongue-tied. Tongue-f*ck*ng-tied, yes, did not say a bloody word about it. In fact, seemed interested in the special effects I shared with him .. and this is not his fault, either, as he is human, a human being with curiosity I suppose, some desire to understand or empathize with an experience ... perhaps one he shared, perhaps not ... psychs can be sick, as well, and share symptoms with their "patients" .. God, how I love that terminology, it's almost funny .. because they too are someone's patient, aren't they, then? Unless they don't believe in their own medicine. If they do, they're hooped, as hooped as those they "treat".
I want to explain myself because what I have written is so disordered, there are typos and things not correctly expressed .. like boats, what is boats about? It's about status, that's all. but S47 loves boats, and thinks sailors are sexy, so that's why boats, she could've said Mercedes or how many times a week the good doctor golfs; whatever has meaning, use it, baby. And is it the doctor's fault if his education is psycho-pharmaceutical in nature, is it his fault that his life's work is based on a trend in psychiatry, in mental health, and the system supports him totally, that private insurers prefer prescriptions to therapy as Rx's are much more cost-effective .. do you have stock in these companies, Phil? Mutual funds? Is that a blue-chip stock, honey? What is your RRSP worth these days? What is your Health worth, what is your mental status worth to you, to the world; yesterday I rode into town on my bicycle and passed people like me sleeping by the railway tracks at the bridge, dirty and sick and needing human love and finding only illness and pain and misunderstanding? Too much pain to live in the world in any one place, too much pain to bear to the office, to any home ... too much sickness in the holes in the brain, that warm three-pound mass living inside my skull, and yours ... here lies agony.
And what is disease and disorder through unhappiness? Unhappiness causes symptoms of mental illness, including hallucinations (a symptom of schizophrenia, one I had at five .. the symptom, the waking dream, the elves ... unhappiness causes this, and of course it is true. Of course it is. Doctors are afraid of being unhappy, especially when this stage of life comes on, the fear of death gets really strong, I have it on me and I have to let go, just let it go, and remember to live like this is everything, because it might be.
More than likely, most people would say.
I don't know, though.
I just don't know about that.
What is Everything?
(laughing) God, I charge all over the place.
All over the place, my counsellor had a hard time keeping up with me, and I was Not Under the Influence at the time, so it Is me.
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