Happy Birthday to you
Big T E N too!
Happy Birthday dear Nikki
and happy day to your Mom who
definitely loves you!
I have two boys and adore them, but am an "aunt" to many girls. So much fun!!!
love, lauralisa
lauralisa
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10 yrs ago today at 1pm est
by WildHorses ini was in the hospital delivering my little girl.
happy birthday nikki!
mama loves you!!
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The Great Beer Quiz
by Beans inthere are so many good brews out there and so many countries that produce them.which are your favs?here are a few of mine.. canada: kokanee,canadian,keiths,blue.
german beer: holsten,becks,diebels,lowenbrau,flensburger pils.
scotland: belhaven best,tennants.
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Victory Ale!
It's a small microbrewery in fabulous downtown Downingtown, PA
It's the kind of beer that makes you go mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
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How do you handle the childrens Questions?
by lydia inhow did you handle the childrens questions when you left he borg??.
were they old enough to understand, or young?.
if older - did they see the same things occuring as you did??.
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bttt
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I grew up in Philly.... a drive to Princeton is not out of the question. Please keep me in mind if you guys get together...
thanks, laura
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Alcoholism
by Shimmer inhi, my name is shimmer and i don't want to admit that i'm an alcoholic.
yes i have a "problem" with drinking.
and it seems to be getting progressively worse.
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Hi Shimmer,
AA has a little tract-like thing with "ten questions". If you answer "yes" to two or three of their questions, the implication is that you are an alcoholic. IMO, 95% of all people who consume alcohol more than like, once a year on their anniversary or whatever qualify as being labeled as alcoholics.
It's a difficult concept to define. I had a short, disasterous marriage to a 21-year-sober member of AA. He might have refrained from consuming alcohol for 21 years, but his "disease" was alive and well.
What are the "symptoms" or problems/issues/events that cause you concern regarding your use of alcohol? There may be another explanation or approach for you. Each individual is unique.
Take care,
LL
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The 'tower and your TEETH
by thinker init is my contention that many of the actitivities prohibited or discouraged by the watchtower are used to control jw's time and money.
smoking is just one example.
the wt claims the prohibition on smoking is for the good health of it's members.
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my son's poem
by lauralisa inmy son is fifteen years old.
he is a portrait of conflict.
he has a lot of weird, definition-avoidant neurological problems (adhd, ocd, latent tourettes syndrome.... "those" kinds of things.
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I want to sincerely thank each of you for responding to my ... moment.
bigfloppydog: your gesture of caring helped me.
Windrider: thank you. Your comments were soothing and helpful.
belbab: How perfectly incredibly wonderful was it to read the words you put down? I am keeping it close by for awhile. It was like a fresh-water spring materializing before my eyes when my need for water was so great I couldn't move anymore. Thank you from the whole of me. Your insight is startling.
Wendy: {{{{{Wendy}}}}} omg, I'm doing the hug thing, and I don't "do" the hug thing. You know this: there is no peace when your child is in need. Thank you for revealing yet another situation where your unfathomable optimism rises up and shows that the human spirit is a marvelous thing to behold.
I guess I learned how to articulate "shit happens" when I was a tiny child, and don't get too stuck in the why of things; it twists like a cord around my neck though to see my kids thrashing with anger and frustration - their having to reconfigure their thinking as to why the world is so weird - they feel betrayed by those who claimed to represent God and "truth", just like I do. If I regret anything, it's that I didn't find out about the foul global cluster-fuck that IS the WTBTS earlier. You take care of yourself and your bundles, and I crave more time to spend with you.
Dogpatch: Thank you... Words from you mean a great deal to me. You Rock...
teejay! hey, friend. Well, I could write a book here. He's in counseling, of course. My son will be alright..... I WILL MAKE SURE OF IT. He's amazing, passionate, alive, all over the curve, and brilliant, and the long term goal is to get him to manage all of these very strong feelings cognitively. I'll write more to ya later. Thank you for your caring in the past, and now. You are a special person to me.
Who's not under a great deal of stress? (no hands are raised!) but caring gestures like what I've received here are like being rescued by a big strong fireman. Thank you all again.
much love, laura
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NEW LITE! NEW LITE ! NEW LITE!
by belbab inall the sons of god have assembled in the heavenly realms before the ancient of days.
seated on the old ones right is his first born, dressed in white robes.
on the left, the stubborn one, you know, ole dirt mouth , himself.
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gotta bring this one back up
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What Could Have Been
by mikepence insometimes, i try to be sad.. as the sun sets low, turning the rugged hills of arizona into soft, purple, fuzzy-looking rumpled cones, dappled in the red-orange reflections of failing sunlight, i stand upon a hill.
i try to reflect on what could have been.. i could have been part of a family that was close -- a family that hugged, laughed and cried together, always.
a family that strove not to take everything personally, but to see that even our attacks, especially our attacks, are projections of our own insecurities.
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Mike,
Arizona... the healing land.
You - just keep rockin in the free world.
Shedding a tear for you,
lauralisa.
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my son's poem
by lauralisa inmy son is fifteen years old.
he is a portrait of conflict.
he has a lot of weird, definition-avoidant neurological problems (adhd, ocd, latent tourettes syndrome.... "those" kinds of things.
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My son is fifteen years old. He is a portrait of conflict. He has a lot of weird, definition-avoidant neurological problems (ADHD, OCD, latent tourettes syndrome.... "those" kinds of things. The kind of things that the AWAKE (KIRAP) mags encourage serious "discipline" for). His father, a serious scientist, never bought into the jw doctrine, and ejected me from the family unit when this son was just eight years old. His brother is twelve, and is so normal that it's boring. (Not really.)
Despite his father's efforts to shield them, I managed to inculcate him and his younger brother in the mindset that the WTBTS promulgates for over a decade. I was consistent in that, if not other things, until he was thirteen. (I broke apart mentally when he was five, but that's another story.)
I stopped indoctrinating my children in the borg mindset over a year ago, when I realized that it was a cult and was killing me and just about everyone else who was associated with it. My sons are trying to readjust their thinking in terms of why the world is so screwed up.... it was such a convenient explanation before.... satan was ruining things, Jehovah would kick his butt in due time, etc. etc. They are still confused. Of course they are!
My heart is breaking. All I want is to provide my children with a safe environment within which they can find a path and thrive. This is tough to achieve, however. All people, especially children, want explanations for things: who, what, when, where, why. Especially WHY.
His most recent report card: All D+'s, except for two A's. He is making a statement.
His most recent poem (an english assignment):
I am a spirit. A life varnished in blood.
I wonder if I truly exist.
I hear the tormented ones and the fear of the hunted.
I see the sadness that no one else sees.
I want help but there is none that I can reach.I am a spirit. A life varnished in blood.
I pretend my problems are inexistent.
I feel the tears I cry for others.
I touch the very spirit of all and nothing.
I worry that I'll die worthless.I cry for my mother.
Her trauma is her spine.I am a spirit. A life varnished in blood.
I understand that no one can tell if they exist or not.
I say what I feel in my heart though few listen.
I dream of my family being whole again.
I try to strengthen my heart.
I hope for my angst to fall away from me.I am a spirit. A life varnished in blood.
Thank you to any who read this and think about it for a few seconds. I am realistic and know that only a mere few, if that, will even respond. Regardless, I can still publish it here on an international data board, and some will read it, and somewhere, somehow, these words will be registered somewhere, somehow. My howling moans of grief and regret are registered. My son's words are powerful. My son's words are important.
Drama-moi, lauralisa