Hi brothers, I'd like us to share our experiences of everyday life. Do u remeber smtg that gave u a great emotion? Even a small thing like a dropping leave or a tear drop... I apologize with musicman if this post exists yet but i can't check them all
I do.. I remember when I was working at the daycare I use to work at. And there was this little girl, Emmy whom had a sister who would be mean as hell to her. Well, when the mom or dad would bring them in. Emmy would be all dirty and and have really crappy clothes, like it would be cold and she would be in shorts and a t-shirt, and her sister would look like a million bucks. And you could tell that they favored the older sister more..Emmy was three and Chrissy was about five.. And Emmy acted out so bad, hit others, hit me. And the dad seemed like he didnt care for Emmy as much as he did Chrissy. Like he would say how she(emmy) was going to get the beating of her life if she was bad. Well, of course I would never tell them if she was, even though she was a handful. Chrissy would also hit Emmy and choke her and such. I mean, its like, damn where do these kids think its okay to do this. So that really bothered me. At first when I would try to play with her, that is when she would hit me. Its like ya couldnt get close to her. And everyday I would try a little more. Like play a game and tell her all the time what a good girl she was and everything. Paid attention to her, and what she was doing, and then she like warmed up to me, would play back and we could play games and such. And then one day, her little tiny hands gripped my fingers and she looked dead at me and said, "Miss Kayla, I love you." and she gave me a kiss one the cheek..and smiled.. This girl would never show affection or talk much and never really smiled..so hearing this, having her smile and kiss my cheek, and see her tiny little hand grab mine, it was amazing... It was so hard for me not to bust out in tears, that is one moment I will always remember no matter what.
It was during my junior year and I was studying for midterms one night. I was incredibly stressed and I needed to take a break; I could not disappoint my parents, so I continued to study until my mother called me for dinner. My mother was talking about my grandfather and she pointed out how I disrespected him by not talking to him often enough, which made me incredibly mad. I was just minding my own business and my mother spontaneously pointed out my flaw, which astonished and enraged me. I ran to my bedroom and cried uncontrollably. Then I took a razor and slashed my face, neck, arms, and wrists until they became a bloody mess. Later that night, my mother immediately saw the wounds on my neck and face. She called her former therapist in order to establish what would become one and a half years of intense psychological treatment for clinical depression. I acknowledge that it was the only thing that had kept me from killing myself. If my mom hadn't been there, I probably would be dead by now.
my moment may seem cheesy...but its this moment i treasure and still makes me smile when i think of it: 6 years ago my husband and i met thru mutual friends. it was a blind date that we did not know was a blind date. a friend of mine called me up when i was visiting my mother (parents are divorced) and asked me to go on this Christian Youth Group ice skating trip . I was just getting over a break up and did not really want to go, this was at a point in my life where I was on a spiritual quest, but my step-brother suggesed I'd go and he'd go too so I went. We all met up at the church up the street and piled into a van and drove off. We stopped at some point and picked up too guys. My future husband and my friends boyfriend. She had told me she and i should do a girl thing no guys In the darkness I could barely make him out but we exchanged hellos. When we got to the ice skating rink instead of trying to get aquainted with people I was trying to get aquainted with the ice as I was a total klutz and kept falling down. I was never good at ice skating and this trip proved it. After a half an hour I gave up and went and sat down with no intention of returning (still haven't). A few minutes after I sat down the guy who was leading all of us "young people" said we were leaving to go have pizza. So at the pizza parlor my step-brother and I got into a rousing game of old school pac-man when my friend called me to go sit with her, her boyfriend and that mysterious stranger. We sat and talked awile and got aquainted. He was cute and we had a lot in common. Sorta. He was totally into math and science and I was a writer and we both still have those attributes. Well he was wearing all black and I assumed it being 1999 that he was one of those dark manson types. So in the van we sat next to each other on the way home. I asked him if he liked Marilyn Manson. He asked "Who?" I thought this was funny and asked him well who did he like for music then. I have been a beatles fan for all of my life and when I heard him utter "THe Beatles." I was in love. LOL. So we both then started singing the yellow submarine for some reason and I knew this guy was special. This memory still makes me smile...especially right now that I got to marry him.
i understand how you feel prism. :;smiles:: if it was not for thomas (my husband) i too would be dead by now for I did the same. Now I still have depression...probably bi-polar...i do not know for it is just a name and I am taking medicine and seeing a nice person and thomas is still there at my side when i need him. peace and love my friend.
Nice stories . I really liked Kyla's one, it's a very intense memory. I kinda feel it, very nice. For those depressed i just say that even only a smile can justify our lifes. Try to forget the bad things and just enjoy everyday life which is full of beauties that we ignore like that child's kiss. U have to search beauty and peace in yourself and all around you. You'll find them sisters!
Some other stories? Oh c'mon don't be shy! We don't need masterpieces , funny stories are welcome too. I can suggest this, for those brothers and sisters who like pictures. U can post one u really like and just describe us the reasons why u like it. What can u fell looking at it. Even a poetry could be a good start
