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Voicelessness and Emotional Survival Message Board / Re: Nothing much really
« Last post by Meh on August 14, 2025, 12:03:43 AM »

Got through the court hearing. I went to work for two hours. Left & went to do hearing way early because I was nervous and I was trying to figure out until the last moment how to handle everything was considering asking for continuance because I wasn't able to contact/obtain legal counsel. Then I ended up waiting for probably two hours. I attempted to defend myself by directly addressing what she was saying.
I think the judge ruled in my favor as the judge was lecturing my mother but I feel a bit dazed and under the weather now. And the ruling the judge gave actually didn't sound clear to me at all because legal jargon and mumbling.

Even if I won my case I lost. I lost a few hours of badly needed pay at work and I think I had anxiety overload today.

My mother is so nuts she is doing this to torment.

I was so unprepared but I remembered not to ramble and I stopped myself a couple times and I think the judge could see I was trying not to waste time and ramble etc. I don't think I sounded unhinged but sometimes I talk louder because I feel I have to amplify my voice I hope it didn't seem like I was shouting.

And frankly I only had one main phrase maybe it was nonsensical. But I said something like "I want to make this clear I have never threatened her and I do not have a history of violence." I NEVER TALK LIKE THAT. "I want to make this clear" is not a phrase I ever normally use. I sort of hate that phrase because it comes from political speech even. But it's simple and I had to make one main point 1) I have not threatened anybody 2) I have no history of violence and anybody insinuating that without evidence is just being awful. Meh.

Then my mother tried to say I destroyed property but it was vague and non-specific. I told the judge I didn't know what she was referring to and it ended up being some nonsense from over a decade ago and the judge cut her off.

At one point my relatives more or less admitted they were doing the court thing to torment me and to teach me a lesson.

They just wasted my f'ing time. And I don't feel good and I tried to do this in-between working. I told my boss days ago I had an upcoming court thing and I wasn't sure how the day was going to go. She kept on saying it was find because she has coverage. I ended up leaving work at 10:30 because my nerves were getting to me and I was worried about technology etc. AND I wanted to transition from work-mind to court-mind.

I didn't make a lot of character accusations but I did mention "she is an alcoholic and she has mood swings" that was the most abbreviated way of me being able to say something ain't right here judge and I am dealing with a lot of shit.

I washed my face.

I am making sleepy time tea.

The place I am staying in is like grungy strip mall area.

Now all I have to do is set my phone alarm. Brush teeth, drink tea, drink water and sleep. And hope that water can flush out whatever bad feelings my gut. I woke up at 4:30 am today and kinda sorta went back to sleep. This day just feels like it was an insane effort for nothing but I guess I think I kept my record clean of everything and anything at least for today.

I'm tired am I repeating myself I don't know. uplug the teapot take pants of go horizontal shut eyes just give up on this day... tomorrow will bring new problems that have to be delt with...

too tired to function

tomorrow I might try to get to work early... yeah I think that's a good idea...

I testified under oath that my mother is an alcoholic with mood swings that is the worst I said about her. It's true and that's what she gets for doing this to me. Her crap and flaws on record. There.
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Voicelessness and Emotional Survival Message Board / Re: Nothing much really
« Last post by Meh on August 13, 2025, 02:29:33 PM »

Feeling barfy today. Have upcoming court crap. Taking an extended lunch off of work to do this.

I have prepared zero defense mainly I guess because I checked out emotionally from this crap. Now I've got two laptops side by side here. My crappy old one and also a loaner.

Quietly panicking 1) wondering if I should ask for a continuance but also 2) I want to get it over with.

I tried to consult with "free legal service but none were available"...

Telling myself they don't expect me to be a lawyer. But also this is emotional procrastination hell. I will be going into a private conference room in a bit here. Half of me feel like this is serious and the other half of me knows this is so much awful BS a in "they can't be serious."

Anyhow I am just venting.

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Ay, yi yi, Lighter.

One really does need to examine who we're willing to hang out with, its tacit acceptance.

No need for moralisms or looking down noses. But maybe ask, what is rubbing against this climate (or being rubbed against, ewwww) -- doing for my growth and serenity?

Ay yi yi.

I'm sure you'll process it all but wish you didn't find yourself in situations which demand it. You deserve to be around values and behaviors that uphold you.

hugs
Hops [edited two words that sounded too judgmental on re-reading]
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B and I agree, that scenes like that can be fun - BUT - it's no longer fun when people lose self-control and inhibitions about doing, saying anything. Like some kind of free pass to blather anything in their heads no matter who they upset or offend. Worse is the person who revisits the SAME MONOTONOUS TIRADE of blather EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. and it seems they intentionally seek that "point of no return" just to give the same speech again.

I feel sorry for people who want to publicly stew in their own self-percepted agony over & over again. And it's not fun.
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Last night in Ohio, and the my cousin's son's screamer band's slot got switched to the last slot (10:30pm) from second slot (7:30pm.)

That means we're not staying at the laundry mat/bar to see them, that's what that means.  We're whipped.  Whipped emotionally, from all the socializing, and running on a huge Mexican late lunch.

My sister is sitting at the bar with our cousin's alcoholic husband.  He's been pretty well behaved this trip....barring touching my left boob with his beer bottle a minute ago.....he was offering me a swig, to be fair. My cousin disappeared.... assuming she's hyperventilating, in a dark corner, of which there are many.  She does so many things for everyone.  She does everything for too many. 

We're searching for goat meat.  Will stop at a farm and fill a cooler.

Up.....found my cousin, and she's ready to go.  Me too....buuuuut there's 4 beers on the bar now....all full.  One's a huge Poo abst Blue Ribbon, which I remember my crew cut dad drinking when mowing the yard.

It is not nostalgic.  It's too many bubbles in an already full stomach and I'm done and standing by the door.....belching for my life.

The bands have a merch table set up.....one of the sales people is wearing a
Cannibal Corpse wife beater, cut off shorts and fishnet stockings with hightops, and a ball cap.

I'm not judging.  In my day, it was much crazier attire than that.

Cousin's husband is talking about a particular woman's camel toe.....cousin disgusted.  I changed the subject to buying local potato chips, for goodness sakes.

This dear sweet drunken mysoginist knows he's not ok....and he suffers....all the time. He's defending his use of the N word now.  We're threatening to take him home.....not to eat lasagna at family dinner.

He's become belligerent......Cousin threatening to hav him out away.   My sister talked him off the cliff..... I'm not able to stop swearing in my seat.  He just touched my knee.


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Thanks for asking, Lighter.

These days, the way I feel about her is a little exasperated, a little sad, but a lot less needy (on my end). There are lonely times when I feel a wish for the old best-friend responsiveness. I do still have attachment to (dependency on, though now diluted) her that I'm gradually unraveling. The more I do let go, the better I feel.

It surprises me how deep it went for me. Long history of fear of women and hurt from women (mostly when young) left its web fragments in me. Even though my biggest delights now are because of the gift of women friends, the old fear can still stir.

But since the meltdown I've realized how much of her empathy feels like performance, so I imagine her consolation and then realize it's not very solid. On the other hand, I don't want to overreact and distrust whatever's genuine in it. She had such miserable experiences that I'm not willing to judge her for how she learned to cope.

I'm mostly disappointed in myself, for floating along on feelings ever since we met, and not bringing my critical thinking along. Then again, no point in judging myself either. It's all coping.

hugs
Hops
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How's the energy, around Poet friend, these days, Hops?

Lighter
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SIBs/BIL, and I are at the out of State cousin's wedding......at a brewery....with a hotel.... restaurant and outdoor venue site/dog Park.

I'm going through photos, yawning, as I go through the day in my head, from reception set up, to chasing children, to making peace with my ridiculous spray tan and months of poor food choices.....oh well.  It wasn't exactly ok, but it's ok.

Cousins are lovely.  The children are too. 

I'm trying to relax into your pov, Hops.  Not surrendering.....but embracing life, as it is.  It helped yesterday. A lot.

The contractor is flying through wiring/insulating the shed.  He'll need some answers, on Monday, about flooring and beadboard plywood on walls and ceiling.

We're staying with cousins for a few days.  I'm traveling to Canada, with sister, afterwards.  The renovation will be in contractor's hands ....kids will have to step up.

Embracing life, Hops.

Lighter
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In Hol's case, she got used to acting and responding in a very fast-paced environment. Doing things any other way invoked a judgement of laziness or not caring or worse. She even turns that on herself.

Accepting that there are other ways of "doing a thing" that are just as wise and responsible is the new stuff. Accepting that, is big for now. She'll get used to it. Lessons learned the hard way, usually stick. it will be interesting to see how this one manifests in her daily being.
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Voicelessness and Emotional Survival Message Board / Re: Farm Journal - 2025
« Last post by sKePTiKal on August 09, 2025, 07:38:01 AM »
Nope - the neighbors wouldn't be much help. Either incapable themselves (oldsters or handicapped or not home). We have a rural hospital in the same network as the one "over the mountain". But that requires a turnaround to head the opposite direction and one can wait 15 mins for traffic to clear on the highway. I'm not kidding about "boonies".

Predisone daily for the Knucks. And he's now tested monthly, for the exact dosage of a hormone shot needed. He's definitely feeling better.

I don't see building as stressful. I enjoy projects; seeing a visualization come to life; figuring out how I'll use it. This addition has more than one purpose - it will also provide an airlock/mudroom downstairs and block one of the places the wind seeps in from a drafty corner (despite tube(s) of caulking inside & out) especially in the winter. Working with a contractor doesn't HAVE to be stressful... and so far, I've only tried two - the original one, that we pretty saw eye to eye on things... and someone new - that I will have to ride herd on.

Stress for me, usually involves other people and their emotional quandarys. Gotta go make Knucks breakfast bowl.
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