Ju

Here is a T shirt, it says "I am not eating shite sandwiches any more".

Sometimes, we have to wait until peeps have the spell break, then they need the T shirt.

Abuse comes in all shapes and sizes and with all colours of wrapping round the sandwich. But the taste is the same no matter the wrapping.

Spit it out.

Trouble is each one has their own journey to spell break. Once you know then you can't unknow.

So having reached the wonderful point of knowing then it's obvious in others sitches isn't it. Would we can save others the pain and the sandwiches. But we can't, no go.

I have had posters tell me something written was a wake up call or a different view caused spell break. And even after spell break the serving of the sandwiches doesn't stop.

It can even be on someone else's thread.

One very kind poster told me some written words would not go out of his mind, so when the next plate of sandwiches arrived he went "noooooooooo" done.

CooOol.

You never know, but those folk in MLC land (want to wrap you all in love and hugs) who seldom venture out seem to hot house those sandwiches. I suppose if you eat them in small bites over a long time it's ok (well better than a steaming pile).

But I am with you Ju, we can wear our T shirts.

As I made my mantra for a long time "I will not be abused" now it's "life is for living"

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On a different note and extreme self care, I had very good news in deed.

Whilst I was with the G , I put on weight and my health slid down hill. Very very fast.

Especially my eyesight and my teeth.

TWO things

I had my diabetic eye check today, my glaucoma pressure is now 7! That's amazing for my age. And my eyesight glasses prescription is back to that which it was before I met the G! Unheard of. Especially as I was told my eyesight was failing.

Skipping.

I also had my jaw checked, the holey Swiss cheese jaw of doom and unlikely as it seems I have regrown bone! Not supposed to be possible at my age.

Oh yes......

Extreme self care works. EXTREME.

Excuse me whilst I whistle a happy tune.

V


Freedom is just another word for nothing left to loose.
V 64, WAW