I know you're all expecting some crazy ass stories from ConFab, but in reality, it wasn't that nuts.
Right off thanks doesn't even do justice to what Brad and Liz did for all of us. Opened their homes, their hears, their arms, and their booze to us. I have never met two people that made me feel so welcome immediately.
I am extremely grateful that I had the opportunity to go to Kentucky to see/meet them and everyone else there.
Thanks to Chris and Sybil for being my friends and my rocks. I never would have made it through the weekend w/o either of them.
I could go through and start linking to everyone that I just adored there, but I won't. You know who you are. Especially the TWO (that I didn't travel with)....
I met some really amazing people down there that I didn't even know existed. I am so grateful and thankful for that, I can't even begin to tell you.
My theories on a few other people that I have met before were solidified, especially when I got the dismissive hand wave from someone that I THOUGHT was a nice person. Boy was I wrong. Thankfully that person ignored me the entire time. Was good cause I would have asked them how the hell their head got so big? Whatever, one snotty apple in the bunch. You think I'm beneath you? Let me tell ya - ya ain't nothing special.
Here's where I get all 'beware if you read further'.. it's not all happy and sunshine, like Kentucky is.
I made it through the party. I made it through the trip. Now, I'm a fucking lunatic. I'm losing my mind. I'm freaking out.
It's been a long time since I've had more then just 2 or 3 friends. If that.
And suddenly I have all these people that I want to see, hug, talk to, have drinks with. And the odd part... is that want to be friends with me as much as I want to be friends with them.
And just as suddenly, I'm freaking out. I'm very depressed. And I mean over the edge depressed. I haven't felt like this in awhile. I thought I was getting better. I am so not. I feel like I am worse.
I'm having panic and anxiety attacks like no body's business! I'm trying to stay friendly and open and 'fun', but ya know what. I can't keep doing it. It's stressing me out. I need to crawl back into my hole and hide my head for a bit.
It's not just the party and the unusualness of the super social being I was this past weekend, its just a combo of lots of things. And I just can't seem to get a grip.
So forgive me for not being all linky linky linky love love love. I'm treading water. And going under is really easy. But like Dory says... "Keep on swimming, keep on swimming... " I plan on doing that. No matter how hard it is.
Right off thanks doesn't even do justice to what Brad and Liz did for all of us. Opened their homes, their hears, their arms, and their booze to us. I have never met two people that made me feel so welcome immediately.
I am extremely grateful that I had the opportunity to go to Kentucky to see/meet them and everyone else there.
Thanks to Chris and Sybil for being my friends and my rocks. I never would have made it through the weekend w/o either of them.
I could go through and start linking to everyone that I just adored there, but I won't. You know who you are. Especially the TWO (that I didn't travel with)....
I met some really amazing people down there that I didn't even know existed. I am so grateful and thankful for that, I can't even begin to tell you.
My theories on a few other people that I have met before were solidified, especially when I got the dismissive hand wave from someone that I THOUGHT was a nice person. Boy was I wrong. Thankfully that person ignored me the entire time. Was good cause I would have asked them how the hell their head got so big? Whatever, one snotty apple in the bunch. You think I'm beneath you? Let me tell ya - ya ain't nothing special.
Here's where I get all 'beware if you read further'.. it's not all happy and sunshine, like Kentucky is.
I made it through the party. I made it through the trip. Now, I'm a fucking lunatic. I'm losing my mind. I'm freaking out.
It's been a long time since I've had more then just 2 or 3 friends. If that.
And suddenly I have all these people that I want to see, hug, talk to, have drinks with. And the odd part... is that want to be friends with me as much as I want to be friends with them.
And just as suddenly, I'm freaking out. I'm very depressed. And I mean over the edge depressed. I haven't felt like this in awhile. I thought I was getting better. I am so not. I feel like I am worse.
I'm having panic and anxiety attacks like no body's business! I'm trying to stay friendly and open and 'fun', but ya know what. I can't keep doing it. It's stressing me out. I need to crawl back into my hole and hide my head for a bit.
It's not just the party and the unusualness of the super social being I was this past weekend, its just a combo of lots of things. And I just can't seem to get a grip.
So forgive me for not being all linky linky linky love love love. I'm treading water. And going under is really easy. But like Dory says... "Keep on swimming, keep on swimming... " I plan on doing that. No matter how hard it is.
14 gimme your words here:
Hugs. You'll make it through.
You and me are treading water together. This is how I'm surviving:
Do not focus on the past, do not look to the future, stay in the here and now.
It's the only thing allowing me to get out of bed every morning.
Hang in there.
keep swimming kep swimming keep swimming..
Man, I thought by me waving you'd get the idea that I thought you were great! I won't ever wave to you again! No worries there.
I kid I kid.
I have to say that if not for Tom Tom, I would not have seen nearly enough of the great state of KY so thank you for our site seeing trip. That was the best part.
Oh crap, I don't think I did the email follow up thingy... disregard this comment, just checking the boxy thing ...
Keep swimmin' babe. And douse yourself with a cold bottle of H2O whenever necessary. : )
*Hugs*
I'm sending you aloha and best intentions and I care about you!
And if swimming gets tiring, float a while, then start swimming .... we're all here in the pool together ... no splashing, I wear glasses!
You didnt have to go to Kentucky to learn how many people like you and want to be yor friend ... just look at the way people head here when you post ... I am sure Dory said that too!
muuuah
See, I prefer to float on my back - it's a lot less tiring that way!
I'll call you later.
xo
Hang in there !! I am honored to be your friend !!!!
I'm sorry you are feeling shitty like this...try to get some sun...the vitamin D really helps as does the brightness...it lifts your mood...don' worry about other people...really, like what Living in Muddy Waters said...stay in the here and now and do the best you can each day FOR THAT DAY...
I'll try to visit and comment more often....you do some awesome blogging and take some awesome pics! Aaarrrgh, matey!
I thought you were fun and hysterical and I'm so glad I met you. But, I've been where you are and I know what that feels like, too. I can totally listen with an understanding ear if you need to talk. Seriously.
I just wanted to add that I feel bad that someone dissed you and I hope that you don't feel like I did. I will be thinking about you...
It was great to meet you. I feel like I didn't have enough time to talk with everyone, and going around in a big circle. I know there was some people I didn't even have a chance to talk to. Glad you had a safe trip back, and do what you need to do to feel better.
I thought you were fantastic.
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