eco2pia

Bummer. I hope you feel better soon. I'm miserable sick too.

Yeah, the first adjustment years are really hard, I did NOT meant to downplay that. Maybe though, you need to talk to him about it and negotiate a compromise, because adderall sounds like a pretty extreme solution. Or if that doesn't work write about it in a journal, meditate/pray as your inclination lies, something. A pressure cooker is not a good way to manage a life, pretty soon you are gaining a crap-ton of weight, hating yourself, and then your hair starts falling out...oh, wait, I think that was me. Hang in there, but don't STAY there, if you know what I mean. Change something. I am here to say there really is a limit to what your body will take, and it sounds like you are close to that limit.

I like confident guys who know what they want and go for it, and sometimes that means some of the jerky behaviors get tolerated, but I think passive-aggressive behavior is pretty universally hated, be a man and own up to your crap. ditto really bad hygiene. I want them to still be respectful of me too, by which I mean no put downs or outright meanness even as a "joke", and if we disagree on something they HAVE to be able to stay on topic and not turn it into a personal attack or become defensive. That is a critical skill, because I have lots of opinions, and I like people with opinions too, and they don't have to agree with me at all. Oh and while I am at it, it is cool if they get the difference between how they can talk to me in private versus in public--our love life is definitely nobody's business but ours, and I do not like being outed in a group. A generally happy attitude is super appreciated too, someone who is not grouchy, and complaining all the time. Whiners make me crazy.

Sorry, maybe you could eliminate something small? Or several small somethings? I don't think "being a wife" should be particularly stressful--obviously it is, but what I found was often I was putting waaay more pressure on myself to do something a certain way than my husband ever would. Order a pizza, have a beer, and love on each other a little more. Your stress will go down. Sure you may not have a clean house and perfect homemade dinners, but you may not have a nervous breakdown either. Alternatively, I do my homework in the library at school. It is quiet and you can't see the dirty dishes from there. I make a list and check off as I go. Helps me focus.

This scares the holy hell out of me. I will be doubly careful. Get better soon.

^^This. Being happy with your gender is healthy. Putting others down is not what we are about. I did not read the other thread, but I liked the title of this one because it applied to me, and sometimes we can all use a little building up. I usually like Eduard's funny posts, but I am not a fan of put downs. It is the opposite of what we are trying to do. Be kind and relax. This is supposed to be fun.

Make-up. specifically cover-up for acne, and mascara for eyes. Sure you may not love feeling like you have to put it on, but the confidence it gives spotty teen girls...I felt sorry for the spotty teen boys. Being able to dramatically change things you don't love with $5 and 10 minutes. And skirts/sandals in hot weather, so comfy, yet office worthy. Playing the helpless card w/o shame at the feed store if I just don't wanna load up....and then turning around and throwing around feed sacks like nothing just for the shock on their face. Being able to calmly ask for directions if I get turned around. Not breaking the stuff I am trying to fix--I DO know my own strength. Knowing how to use your brain and body weight to get stuff done without having to muscle through it. Charm. Flexibility. The ability to multi-task effortlessly. Girls night out. Dancing. The immediate attention of the bartender/waiter. Getting hit on. (sometimes annoying, but recently heard male friends talking about how rare that is for guys. Free ego boost for us.)

curses, does this mean I need to buy a jump rope?

I am a fan of "Hey, wanna get a ____?" (insert beverage of choice) Make it sound like you are just on you way to get ____ and happened to casually think of them. If they say no, you have your easy out--you are just leaving, to get ____, see ya later. If it goes well you have your in for the next time, or if it goes badly it is just a _____, no big commitment. It is cool, non-threatening, and keeps things from getting awkward if they turn you down. It even works if you are calling them up to ask.

I love muscular natural women. Not so much the super cut body-building competitors, of either sex. And I do want those muscles, and I would be livid to be "tamed" like that. The beauty of trying to tame someone like me is, it gets you a face full of belligerent enraged crazy lady, so most people are smart enough to let well enough alone. When I look like the above model I can only imagine how terrifying I will be...<glee>

OMG THIS!!! ^^^ I did the same thing in high school, and I have never heard of anyone else who did. I have noticed it was coming back since I have been getting fitter. Today I stood up suddenly and my BP bottomed out for the first time in years (after the workout--no trouble during for me) and I actually hit the floor. I know this scares people, but it is just a genetic thing in my family, we have naturally low BP and if we are fit it goes even lower. Not dangerous for us, we just learn to deal with it. Extra hydration, extra iron (increase the O2 carrying capacity to max, so that the blood that does get there is effective), watch your breathing, and eat salt. Just be aware that when the "fairies" come around, you need to sit, pronto.

Super Awesome design! I love it...and kind of think it needs to be on a shirt. I am not dead, just so you all know...I will try to post a blog post. And plank or something soon. I do a TON of push-ups, can't we count those? lol. Got my house painted. Kinda fell in love. Dead lifted a whole 75 lbs to exhaustion and it took a while--I think 85 for fewer reps would be more productive, but she keeps holding me back, I think to clean up my form--first great thing about this trainer. She thought I would be DL 50lbs still...she didn't believe me when I said 70 for a warm-up...She does now. I think she might start to take me seriously finally. I feel like most of the people at this gym are just playing at being fit...I think she thought I was the same.

My update: Unbelievable, we are a frickin' couple. We are both hellishly busy, and so most of our current activity takes the form of longing texts and phone calls. This guy is so far pretty damn amazing, I have been friends with him since september, so it isn't like there was no history, but all from that one nudge, I am having the romance of my life. Physically speaking we are a perfect match. Ironically we are still anxiously dancing around emotional issues...but as I see it, we sort of passed some kind of event horizon this weekend. I get the feeling we are both all in, but just not ready to admit it to ourselves yet. I suddenly realized that I can lie to myself and pretend that this doesn't matter to me, and then when it ends, I will have what? Plausible deniability? I can say to myself "oh it didn't really matter to me...", but I will still be hurt and it will still suck. Or I can jump with both feet and accept the risk. It will hurt the same amount when it ends either way, but this way I wont miss the fun part.

I worked my back at the gym today and I am exhausted. I was thinking of trying later...

challenge accepted!