I award you.. "The official inspirer" (waving the wand dramatically before delicating bobbing your nose).
I went and found a close enough chapter of Parents without Partners and applied after reading your announcement. We'll see if they take me. My kids might be too old, but it would be nice to be in a group where I don't feel alone. Odd, huh?
PMS can be just plain annoying. Amazingly, PMA can be addicting. I've been throwing my own pity parties, struggling to leave them, then flopping back in. Once it hit me how emotionally charged this past week was the big DUH bell went off and seemed to help.
Remember.. hurtful thoughts multiply exponentially. A few little wounded whispers explode to searing heartbreak. Happy thoughts, a smile, finding joy in the moment take a little more work but provide much longer lasting results.
Oh my gawd...
Another inspiration!!!
Perhaps, just perhaps, Ms Whey... feeling sad so quickly versus feeling happier with more effort is like the difference between male and female arousal needs.
Pity parties, feeling bad is like the microwave of male arousal. Eek.. I thought about it, got me a .. uhh.. party. It's just there, hard wired, so to speak.
Getting the inner warm fuzzies is more like the crock pot of feminine sensuality. Take your time, relax, feel what is good and the next thing you know you're singing the Star Spangled Banner in eight languages.
Now men, know I am not putting you down (wrong image, sorry), this is just a teaching aid!
