STEPHEN FRY

thanks dear.
that makes me feel a bit better.

there has been a lot going on with me, I am busy at work and last week was a bit more then a 53 hour work week what is a too much and I am working less this week. and my boss is quite pushy and not really nice.I am just trying to be as good as I can be and hope no one notice anything wrong. I still am having a bit trouble managing the living on my own, its better then it was though. and then things like going into town is getting more scary, that is quite frustrating.

so there is enough to go around

hope your well dear.
take care xx

thanks greentree.

I suppose I do,think got confused because the sadness (the emotion that I associate with crying) wasn't there.

Guess it was indeed way to much. For a little penguin. I will try to keep it all manageble for me. Not surre if I can cause no isn't a word I am. Saying easerly
Frustrating how easy stuff can be soo confusing and difficult for me. *sigh*

During the worst of my MD, I was with my first bf and we were dining out. I was fine. Not just fine, even, but almost happy. But then I went to salt my meal and the salt shaker was out of salt. No big deal, I knew, but the intrusion completely depressed me. I knew that was stupid, almost lame, and even vapid, but it affected me without my consent. My feelings weren't hurt that I didn't have salt, but the fact that, at a what what seemed perpetually vulnerable point, I was ill-affected emotiontally by something wrong in my environment. It was a trigger, small as it may have been, that plunged me into a daylight depression. I call it a daylight depression, not because it was during the day, but because it was not the NightLine kind that made news amongst the circle, wherein the details of my very tears would be broadcast and labeled crazy. Daytime depression consists not of crying inconsolably, but of just being really, really, really sad.
So don't feel wierd or strange or even bad about crying at the TV (heck, a well done commercial can do me in sometimes) because, having been brought to my mental knees by an empty salt shaker, I know that depression strikes at the strangest times. But when it strikes at odd times like that, it means, at least in my experience, that the depression is bottled, at least somewhat.
When I met the man I'm still with today, he let me cry any time I wanted. His first wish was to stop the crying, but I quickly cured him of that. I needed to cry. Crying is not an act of weakness. It is often a good idea. It releases more stress that anything else I have ever come across.
So, in closing, I would say there was a reason for you bursting into, but it was not the telly.

hey people.

I use this threat because opening a new one just for me again is so silly. well, I do work a bit less now but stress is still high and that I notice because I am having panicy things with hyperventilation the whole works. ( if I do something I do it right;) )fist it came to me in the evening when I come to rest and all the stress just comes out but now I am getting breathless (and not in the way I like to) at work, its annoying and embarrassing. to be fair its pissing me off!
but anyway. I just needed to vent and rant, having done that so now to the better bits:

hello fellow fans of the fab fry.
I am not arround tooooo much and quite sorry about that, I have either no time or am tired or am in a bad moon so all with all I haven't been here a lot. do hope your all well and happy or at least on your way
bless you all
much love
FF20

ditto