Stop saying that! Please!! If anyone can tell you that, I'm guessing it's me. I hear you, I've been there and if you really want to know, I'm not loving mine right at this moment. [I've been in my classroom for HOURS doing a shit task you would not believe, sitting in a fu****g card chair at a computer that is so high I feel like to belongs to the Jolly Green Giant!] Am in agony! BUT.......if we hate our bodies, where does that leave us? I don't tend to drift too far into weird new-age-y touchy-feely stuff ('way too practical for that!) but I do believe that our anger at our bodies makes itself felt within that same body. So, unless you REALLY feel like punching yourself is going to help, I think you need a few giant **HUGS** and to stop feeling hate.
I'm with you; I feel your pain and my own as well, but don't hurt yourself.
Can't you ever get a ride anywhere? I know I never can but you have more and helpful friends..
Hello...friends of Glenn.....needs a ride....... ------- I suggest that you try to focus on a memory of feeling someone touching you and having it feel warm and good. Remember that with your body....think about how it felt, how your body and your heart felt at that touch...muscles relaxed...blood flowing and warming you.....hands on you or arms around you....take in a breath an really feel it again....and put NO pressure on yourself to do anything, no matter how important it is. Just relax.....feel how good your body can feel..... *hugs*
I need to manage to feel well enough to take care of certain "must do before they become extraordinarily expensive" things up here, so that I can afford to go visit you and be taken care of. Argh. (Actually, I think I may have missed one of those "about to become expensive" items by a day. I'll find out this afternoon.)
Well really, when I say it, "I hate my body" is shorthand for, "I hate this disease and I hate the limitations my body has that I still haven't gotten used to and I'm annoyed and frustrated by these current symptoms." Despite the phrasing, I still don't actually hate my body. And despite the power of words, I do know on multiple levels what I really mean.
Unfortunately there's currently nobody else going to rehearsals from Baltimore, so arranging a ride means asking someone to go out of their way (which means asking far enough in advance for them to adjust their schedule). I'm not all that far away, but I'm in a different direction than everybody else.
Echoes
If anyone can tell you that, I'm guessing it's me. I hear you, I've been there and if you really want to know, I'm not loving mine right at this moment. [I've been in my classroom for HOURS doing a shit task you would not believe, sitting in a fu****g card chair at a computer that is so high I feel like to belongs to the Jolly Green Giant!] Am in agony! BUT.......if we hate our bodies, where does that leave us?
I don't tend to drift too far into weird new-age-y touchy-feely stuff ('way too practical for that!) but I do believe that our anger at our bodies makes itself felt within that same body. So, unless you REALLY feel like punching yourself is going to help, I think you need a few giant **HUGS** and to stop feeling hate.
I'm with you; I feel your pain and my own as well, but don't hurt yourself.
Can't you ever get a ride anywhere? I know I never can but you have more and helpful friends..
Hello...friends of Glenn.....needs a ride.......
-------
I suggest that you try to focus on a memory of feeling someone touching you and having it feel warm and good. Remember that with your body....think about how it felt, how your body and your heart felt at that touch...muscles relaxed...blood flowing and warming you.....hands on you or arms around you....take in a breath an really feel it again....and put NO pressure on yourself to do anything, no matter how important it is. Just relax.....feel how good your body can feel.....
*hugs*
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Unfortunately there's currently nobody else going to rehearsals from Baltimore, so arranging a ride means asking someone to go out of their way (which means asking far enough in advance for them to adjust their schedule). I'm not all that far away, but I'm in a different direction than everybody else.