tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post2460121214986509668..comments2024-03-29T10:31:35.829-04:00Comments on Bless Our Hearts: The Subject Of Power And LuckMs. Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-31904356754488642532017-09-15T03:35:13.330-04:002017-09-15T03:35:13.330-04:00The concept of 'deserve' is so arbitrary, ...The concept of 'deserve' is so arbitrary, isn't it? We talk about it as if there's some universal justice, to be meted out to thosoe who've earned good and badness. We want that so much - perhaps it's one of the main reasons we created religion. Which didn't work out so well in erms of justice at all. Sigh. Johttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08988685736635515808noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-77855603446304773412017-09-14T11:46:16.045-04:002017-09-14T11:46:16.045-04:00I am so glad to read you are all well.
Give it ti...I am so glad to read you are all well. <br />Give it time, nature's brutal force can do that to you.<br /><br />I have never experienced a hurricane but we have had two massive storms with torrential rain in the last five years with our basement flooded knee high and trees uprooted front and back of the house. It didn't last long, cleaning up was done and damage minimal but it took me a while to recover. Looking at the damaged rambling rose (long since recovered) made me weep like a baby for weeks.Sabinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09015827501648296977noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-13758989281698235992017-09-14T09:28:14.064-04:002017-09-14T09:28:14.064-04:00Feelings are not always rational. It's possibl...Feelings are not always rational. It's possible to know you're lucky and still not feel lucky. Who knows why our brains work the way they do?Steve Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11684120060438252945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-25058681077996296852017-09-13T15:54:17.441-04:002017-09-13T15:54:17.441-04:00I feel anxiety as an aftermath of anxiety for ever...I feel anxiety as an aftermath of anxiety for everyone who went thru the anxiety. Your mother was a tool. $ can be evil. I want a little more money to ease my worries. We are in it with you Ms Moon.Joannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08015888228309968515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-3136831754050613942017-09-13T13:55:18.720-04:002017-09-13T13:55:18.720-04:00Since you can do laundry and so many can't, ma...Since you can do laundry and so many can't, maybe you can invite some one to come do their laundry at your house. Or if you really love them and they are really hurting, you could offer to do it for them.Portiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16437162513660209674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-15819686030398465672017-09-13T13:49:33.762-04:002017-09-13T13:49:33.762-04:00I can't seem to find adequate words today, but...I can't seem to find adequate words today, but I'm here with you, bearing witness with you, always. Love.37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-65679796524180276702017-09-13T12:10:31.804-04:002017-09-13T12:10:31.804-04:00You nailed it yet again. The feelings of worthless...You nailed it yet again. The feelings of worthlessness. <br /><br />It's weird, Mary. As an example, at my weight loss support group I had the biggest weight loss in 2016. When I get up before everyone to get my little reward pin and everyone claps I feel so... unworthy. And shame. I know how hard all these beautiful women try and I am not important and it doesn't matter because I will always be fat and ugly and stupid anyway. But this goes for my whole life. I don't deserve anything good and if anyone truly got to know me they would know I am a terrible person. What I deserve is to be living in an old run down apartment in the worst part of the city. <br /><br />It so fucked up. And yet, I still believe all of it with the deepest part of my being. <br /><br />As always, thank you for your open and honest posts. Your words help me to feel less alone. <br />Birdiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03479872783727855901noreply@blogger.com