Yes, I made up the word LeftBehindness. Just trying to give a lighthearted look at the stages of the LBS. I am sure that there may be something similar on the Boards but the sitches seem so depressing today that I would like you all to have a chuckle. So here goes. I am making this up on the spot but feel free to expand as you wish so that we can all get a laugh today:
STAGE 1- Immediate Post-Bombatic Syndrome
1.You lose your appetite. Magically and instantly. 2.You give a snort of derision when you see couples holding hands. Silly fools, don't they know the pain that awaits them? Alternatively, you burst into tears. 3.You are constantly blinded by the onslaught of tears. If you are female, investment in waterproof mascara becomes a necessity. Uber cool dark shades are permanently affixed to your face. You buy tissues in bulk. 4. You spend a small fortune in self, relationship and marriage improvement books. You study these as if you are preparing for an exam. The pages on the books are underlined and highlighted until the rainbow of colors makes your head hurt. You start to build a small underground tunnel to house your ever increasing and to-be-kept-secret-at- all-costs library. Its not like you need to spend the money on FOOD anyway. This not eating thing really frees up your income for more BOOKS, huh? 5. You become secretive. For al intents and purposes you are working on the Great American Novel on your computer. THEY will NEVER pry your DB connections from you. You will assume aliases and change your identity if there is ever the slightest hint that they have caught on. You hide your DB books under old newspapers until the construction of your underground library is completed. 6. You look like something that the cat dragged in and coughed up. Tear-ravaged face, snotty nose, blood red eyes, hunched over and defeated expression, saggy ill fitting clothes. Meanwhile, you keep pursuing your WAS, confident in the knowledge that they will not be able to resist the hotness that is YOU. 7. You make constant trips to the bathroom at work. It is not because you have developed a week bladder. It is because it is your refuge. You can CRY there. And it is so peaceful and soothing to be in the silence with the only interruption being the flushing in a nearby stall. Sometimes you make trips to throw up the crackers and water you had earlier. 8. You avoid TV shows, reading for pleasure and listening to your favorite music. You don't KNOW why. It just seems wrong. Who has time for pleasure when the world is full of so much pain? You are drawn to stories of tragedy and hardship. You have so much in common with these people. You, too, have known great suffering. You are one of THEM. Misery loves company.
