I have always liked your comments, Baby. So, unless you are being facetious in your post to me, I am sorry I have fooled you into your thinking of me.
I fall apart at the end of everyday. When my daily travels are over, I lock the door, and lose it. I fake a life everyday. I feel like a mindless robot going thru the motions of work everyday. I get home, turn on music, RfM and read something every night that is time consuming, Stay up late, get up late, Is this living?
Not what I am used to. It is all new. There is no feeling in my life. I don't get regular hugs and human contact.
I can hardly wait to go to the meeting, held only once a month here, for atheists and freethinkers. It is the 3rd sunday. It is a start on some like minded individuals who I can learn from. I am an empty sponge waiting to believe in something REAL!
I was living alone, when I first left the cult, and it was a time to calm down, to think, to heal. I could concentrate on who I wanted to become, what I wanted my life to be, what I chose to believe. I love learning, so I took a philosophy class at the U, and some online science classes. I read, in the quiet evenings.
Just be sure to go outside every day, in any kind of weather. Just sit on your porch, if you can't exercise. Still, try to move around more, every day--even if all you can do is wave your arms in the air, and take deep breaths.
You will find greater happiness than you ever dreamed of! Now that you know the CK and all that temple stuff is made-up, Heaven is yours!
I meant what I said. You are doing well, under the cirmumstances. When the scam is unmasked and the life you thought was the ultimate truth turns out to be lies, lies and more lies, it's almost unbearable. And in the middle of all this, your friends abandon you. Mormon friends - who knew?
It will get better. It always does, this recovery thing. I'm glad you're getting out to meet people. It might also help to get out in nature and meet yourself. I think all the really important answers in life are inside you. You could try meditation or yoga. There really is something to the breath. Just sit still and observe your breathing. There's some connection to being.
The idea is to continue applying more and more and more layers of lipstick. Eventually (it is to be hoped) the pig will simply disappear behind a big, bright, shiny wall of beautiful lipstick.
LoveChild - NLI Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > The idea is to continue applying more and more and > more layers of lipstick. Eventually (it is to be > hoped) the pig will simply disappear behind a big, > bright, shiny wall of beautiful lipstick.
Awww cute kitty...I hear ya...most here hear ya...you might be surprised how many live lives of quiet desperation...we all put on a happy face to get through a day then collapse in a tired heap when it's over...that's normal for more than we know...cept old dog...I heard saucie goes hrough a gallon of salt Peter a month...or it could just be an anti lamanite rumor...jk old dog...but you already knew that...the hardest part of being alone is realizing your in great company...and you matter