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I need to get over the two biggest hurdles that are keeping me from talking to people when I'm depressed and need to feel better.
1) That they will think I am a waste of time. This is such a bullshit thing to be afraid of, but it's the really really big one, that keeps me from dialing those ten digits or sending that e-mail or ranting on IM or walking the six houses over to their house, and it's SO STUPID of me to be so affected by it, but it damn near cripples my ability to get help effectively.
Seriously. You know the phrase "call me anytime" that people make, and ocassionally even mean? This is what keeps me from doing it. The fear that I'll inturrupt them or be boring or waste their time. I have dialed numbers and hesitated at hitting the talk button, trying to run through all the possible scenerios in my mind. Very nearly every time, I will not actually call anyone, because I don't want to inturrupt them, and because I don't want to bring their mood down --if they are happy, why would they want to waste their time trying to make me less upset?
2) That they will think less of me for admitting weakness and that it is proof that I am not strong enough to function normally.
Really, more the second part of that than the first. Anyone who reads this livejournal knows that I'm not as strong as I pretend to be, but I'm only just starting to realize just how much I HATE depending on other people, for anything. This includes making me feel better about myself --I tend to feel that I should be fully able to make myself get un-fucked-up, regardless of what got me to the fucked up state in the first place.
Although I had an interesting realization a moment ago. If external forces are what got me to be messed up in the first place, then why on earth shouldn't I be able to accept external forces to get me out of being messed up again?
Handy equations:
A positive Sorcy is equal to the task of neutrilizing one badplace.
A positive External Force is greater than a positive Sorcy
-Sorcy = Badplace
-Sorcy (+ Sorcy) = Badplace (+ Sorcy)
Neutral = Neutral
Good situation!
-Sorcy - External Forces = badplace2
-Sorcy - External Forces (+ Sorcy) = badplace2 (+ Sorcy)
-External Forces = badplace
Bad situation
BUT!
-External Forces = badplace
-External Forces (+ External Forces) = badplace (+ External Forces)
Neutral = Better than neutral
Really good situation!
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I am the biggest dork I have ever met in my entire life. Except I still haven't solved Liam's problem, so I'm clearly not. Damn my epicfail abilities at geometry.
Uhm. Yeah. I...like algebra?
*flees!*
~Sor
MOOP!
(For those worried about me, the fact that I'm fleeing ought to be hint enough that I'm in a somewhat playful and silly mood. Yep. Much love to you cool people.)
1) That they will think I am a waste of time. This is such a bullshit thing to be afraid of, but it's the really really big one, that keeps me from dialing those ten digits or sending that e-mail or ranting on IM or walking the six houses over to their house, and it's SO STUPID of me to be so affected by it, but it damn near cripples my ability to get help effectively.
Seriously. You know the phrase "call me anytime" that people make, and ocassionally even mean? This is what keeps me from doing it. The fear that I'll inturrupt them or be boring or waste their time. I have dialed numbers and hesitated at hitting the talk button, trying to run through all the possible scenerios in my mind. Very nearly every time, I will not actually call anyone, because I don't want to inturrupt them, and because I don't want to bring their mood down --if they are happy, why would they want to waste their time trying to make me less upset?
2) That they will think less of me for admitting weakness and that it is proof that I am not strong enough to function normally.
Really, more the second part of that than the first. Anyone who reads this livejournal knows that I'm not as strong as I pretend to be, but I'm only just starting to realize just how much I HATE depending on other people, for anything. This includes making me feel better about myself --I tend to feel that I should be fully able to make myself get un-fucked-up, regardless of what got me to the fucked up state in the first place.
Although I had an interesting realization a moment ago. If external forces are what got me to be messed up in the first place, then why on earth shouldn't I be able to accept external forces to get me out of being messed up again?
Handy equations:
A positive Sorcy is equal to the task of neutrilizing one badplace.
A positive External Force is greater than a positive Sorcy
-Sorcy = Badplace
-Sorcy (+ Sorcy) = Badplace (+ Sorcy)
Neutral = Neutral
Good situation!
-Sorcy - External Forces = badplace2
-Sorcy - External Forces (+ Sorcy) = badplace2 (+ Sorcy)
-External Forces = badplace
Bad situation
BUT!
-External Forces = badplace
-External Forces (+ External Forces) = badplace (+ External Forces)
Neutral = Better than neutral
Really good situation!
...............
I am the biggest dork I have ever met in my entire life. Except I still haven't solved Liam's problem, so I'm clearly not. Damn my epicfail abilities at geometry.
Uhm. Yeah. I...like algebra?
*flees!*
~Sor
MOOP!
(For those worried about me, the fact that I'm fleeing ought to be hint enough that I'm in a somewhat playful and silly mood. Yep. Much love to you cool people.)
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... and I have two Borg icons but no Math icon? Hmm... time to do some shuffling around of icons.
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Man, I should go read through Indexed again. Sigh.
~Sor
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*babble*
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Thanks, lovey. I really do appreciate it.
~Sor
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Anyway. Its been a while since I've talked to you. You know you can call/email/IM me anytime. *snicker* But its true.
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~Sor
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It's hard for anyone to ask for help when they're depressed. It's the nature of depression, ya know. It's not something you ever grow out of, but it does get easier with practice.
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I'll take your maths from you if you'd like. In exchange for...uhm...cute pictures of a baby. Because I'm kinda a sucker for cute pictures of babies.
Practise, huh? I'll do my best. I slowly may be getting better at it. Kinda. A little. not really.
~Sor
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/agree
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I like the equations. They're pretty!
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~Sor
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-Sorcy - External Forces( + Sorcy) = badplace^2 (+ Sorcy)
Substitute badplace with -Sorcy to get:
-External Force(+ Sorcy) = Sorcy ^2
-External Force = Sorcy
Also true: External Force = -Sorcy
Which is my mathematical way of saying, "Stop tripping over yourself and make the stupid phone call. They have caller ID. If you're annoying, they won't answer."
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And I did, and thank you.
~Sor
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No, no, no, you're confusing multiplication with addition.
−Sorcy − External Forces = badplace²
(+Sorcy) + −Sorcy − External Forces = (+Sorcy) + badplace²
−External Forces = Sorcy − place²
This is obviously a difference of squares, so you get
−External Forces = (√Sorcy + place)(√Sorcy − place)
And then we substitute in the first proof, to get:
−External Forces = (√Sorcy + place)(√Sorcy − Sorcy)
−External Forces = Sorcy −SorcyPlace
−External Forces⁄Sorcy = 1 − Place
So, negative external forces weighing upon positive Sorcy are not quite as bad as a bad place, but they can be close.
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His face.
Ooooh, burn!
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~Sor
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Go wild.
Warning, the thread contains spoilers.
~Sor
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So, listen. My mood is prolly not any better than yours - I generally live in a giant pit of depression. Therefore, your problems would only be an improvement over my own (because other people's problems are always easier). So, if you want to call me, you can feel pretty secure in the knowledge that my life _is_ being improved by it. (And if I can't talk, I'll say so.)
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*chuckles* If I ever get your number, I will keep that in mind, m'lady. And if you ever need a friendly ear to listen to you bitch about your problems, let me know.
~Sor
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2) Heh. We totally complement each other on this'un. i'm terrified to believe that i'm strong enough to cope at all & would love to depend on someone for the rest of my life.. heck, that attitude is what ended me up with 4 kids & no husband ;P
Also: i am very very glad you are in a good enough mood to be playful & silly. ^_^
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Well, you are superstrong Har. You do good things with your life, yep. *kisses your forehead sweetly*
~Sor
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You know me, and my entourage of alter-egos, nuts, nuts, and more nuts...You can contact any one of the many mes that exist and we will all gladly pitch in to help you through a bad patch. *hugs*
If you have not returned to Beantown, yet, you and I can hook-up this week, do lunch, if you'd like, chat it up a bit, and vent your spleen, as needed. I completely understand how you feel about sharing the burden with anyone. But it does help, immensely, and the anyones out there helping you do so because they truly care and love you for who you are.
Normal? Define, please. Lots of #$%t passes for normal these days. I wouldn't worry about normal. Normal is like most fashions -- here today, and changed tomorrow.
So, drop me a note and we'll get together.
Ciao for now.
Flex/Flexette/Cap'n Flex/Alex/and then some
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We totally need to get together...sigh...let me get home and figure out when I'll be working, first.
~Sor
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Speaking of busy, it seems I have been a busy little camper, too. Here is a news release from Howard County Government (see Mixed Age Group): http://www.howardcountymd.gov/News/News_20080506.htm.
Last night (May 6), Girl Scouts of Central Maryland tricked me into attending their annual meeting (offers of free food still work, it seems). I thought I was there to talk about the Caitlin Dunbar Nature Center. After dinner the oh so exciting business portion of the meeting got underway - yawn. Then came recognitions for Service Unite. Followed by recognitions for individuals--with "Omar" presiding. Blah blah blah..."a brother to all Girl Scouts...Alex Dunbar..." What? Me? Seems at least 4 people were involved in writing recommendations for me to receive the Girl Scout Thanks Badge. Cool!
Anywho...life's been good and busy.
After you get home and resettled, let me know, and we'll get together. Do lunch (caution: offer of free food)!
C ya soon.
Flex and Crew
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And HOORAY FOR YOU! Aren/Pickpocket was telling me about how you got all recognized and stuff. Good on you!
And I'm definitely coming to camp. I'm a floater for M/Tu/W of Session One and working Unit 9 for session two. I'm psyched!!
~Sor
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Beware of offers of free. Look what happened when a bunch guys in a wooden horse invited themselves to dinner in ancient Greece. And how many times did I get myself mixed up with the "Moonies" while in college, just for a free meal?
Yeah, free lunch. Dontcha just love it. Let me know when.
Flex
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Oh, I'm sure you won't have people burst out of the lunch and attack me. Right? ....right??
~Sor
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The Film Ratings Institute has rated this film PU.
Naw...well, maybe, however, if you are into that sort of thing...
dooo eeee dooo (theme music from Attack of the Lunch Ladies. Played backwards, even John Lennon could see that Paul was the Walrus. Wow!
Flex-A-Bull
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Are there too many hairnets in it?
~Sor
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As for hairnets in "Attack of the Lunch Ladies", of course they feature prominently in this film. Why, what would a Lunch Lady be without a hairnet? Hmmm? That's right just an average, run-of-the-mill, slop-slinging, snot-dripping lunatic with mega-PMS. Boooorrrring! Throw on a hairnet and viola! Instant Lunch Lady. Beware!
Casting call for this blockbusting extravaganza will be on the third Thursday if next week. Have your agent call my agent -- they'll eat lunch together and then over bill us both.
TTFN
Flex
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Seriously, though, I know it can be scary to reach out. People aren't always there to catch you, and they can't always help even when they want to. But most of the time, it's easier to deal with something if you don't try to deal with it alone. And the people who care about you know that, too. So just ask them.
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~Sor
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