I have a distorted outlook on life, I call it extreme optimism :D
Originally Posted by CrueLworLD
I know what you mean about the emotions. I give myself permission to express emotions at a time I feel is appropriate and that seems to satisfy them. Although I probably come across as over emotional at those times. And when under extreme stress and the right amount of hormonal imbalance I can definitely snap, as you mentioned. Lucky for me I'm a woman and most people excuse the behavior. I do find myself in awkward situations where everyone else is expressing emotion but I just stand there trying to fake it. But I kind of like it, it was definitely a big help when I was there for my grandpa when he passed. DH freaked the #$%& out like normal people would, so I think it was better for me to be there than any other family member that wouldn't have been able to handle it.
The only time I've had panic attacks they were caused by my social anxiety. They were mild though and I've always been able to talk myself down. I've never had the full blown, heart attack version.
PB, I totally understand how that feels. I've forced emotions upon myself just for this reason, only to have it slam back in my face in the future. How do you feel nothing when your tragedy is the center of attention? The people in the room aren't going to understand that. Just goes to show that everyone is unique, in their own sort of odd way.
Originally Posted by HarmonyPB
Ms. Harmony you make having a stress induced seizure sound therapeutic.... :)
I'm telling you, it was. I have never felt so relaxed in my entire life. Well, using natural methods anyway ;)
Originally Posted by Morandir835
Man, I could go for a nice warm seizure right about now. I need a little R&R.:)
Morandir, got any of those ghost stories left?:popcorn:
It must have been in 1974, because my son was just a baby (newborn)..my (then) husband was at a military base in the Florida panhandle...his brother was living with us and we owned a 1973 PINTO!
A hurricane was coming...I don't remember how big & strong it was supposed to be, but the Air Force cleared the base if all "non-essential" personnel...my brother in law, held my baby in the front seat (seat belts weren't required back then, and neither were "car seats" for babies!) and I started driving north, up into Alabama...heading for the hills, trying to beat the storm...
There used to be a big area of just NOTHING (still is, actually) between north Florida and Montgomery, Alabama...and we were on a little to lane road (one lane north, one south) which had been recently black topped. That road was blacker than black, no lights, no painted lines on the far right side, and it was raining so hard, my windshield wipers couldn't keep the water off long enough to see much of anything...the road was beginning to flood, so I was kinda riding the center of the road...when a car would approach, I was blinded by the headlights and the glare on the rainy road! I know, I SHOULD have pulled over...but I couldn't see any place to DO so...I was barely driving 35...cars were on my tail (you know how some people are!) and the rain hitting us in heavy bands...
Traffic going south was pretty light, but at one point, three cars were heading toward me...the lead car had his BRIGHTS on...I clicked him several times, trying to get him to dim...and he just wouldn't...so as he got closer, I tried to hug the narrow road as close to the right as I could, without going into the ditch...the lead car got within 5-6 car lengths from me, when I saw a HUGE PUDDLE that I could not avoid.
When I hit the puddle, it caused mar car to go into a full spin...I was shouting "save my baby, save my baby!!" As the car spun and spun...and...I closed my eyes, knowing that with the cars coming AT me and the ones BEHIND me, I was going to die...and I didn't want to watch!
The car FINALLY quit spinning....and I opened my eyes...there we were...in the middle of the parking lot of a gas station that had gone out of business....I was shaking like a leaf...my BIL told me that he was going to have to go change his drawers when I asked if he was ok...
4-5 cars drove over to where we were parked and asked if we were ok...and I said yes...one fellow told me that he had never seen anything like it before...we had made 4 full 360 degree spins, BARELY missing cars in front of us, cars behind us, and a huge field on one side that was flooded, and a deep culvert on the other side ...the only building for MILES was this old gas station...(and remember, this was before cell phones!)
By all rights, the three of us cheated death that night...and no telling who we might have taken with us...every one of those cars that stopped to see if we were ok said they thought we were going to hit THEM!!
Every day since then has been a gift to me...and my son...and Mickey...
Take each blessed day and live it fully!
:popcorn: Nice story Via. Miracles happen quite often. I know I've cheated death before. You either learn your lesson, or run out of miracles. :rolleyes:
Thank you for sharing Ms. Via. Glad you made it through.
CrueL sir I do. Will post one tomorrow after work. :)
Wow Via! That story gave me goosebumps! Thanks for sharing!
Can't wait to read it Morandir sir!