FRIENDSHIP​

EXPERIENCES, LIFE

lauraantoniab

Friends make up a lot of memories in our lives, can be the support system when family can’t and make up a huge part of our lives. Friends are in every department of life; work, school, University, and family. And they can make or break you at the best and worst of times. 

I have had a lot of different friendships; ones that the other person takes and takes and ones where you take without maybe realising. I have been in both of these positions where someone would expect everything from me but give me nothing back and one where I was taking advantage of the friendship. This was not a friendship I was proud of simply because of the way I acted and the fact I no longer have this friendship because I took advantage of it. It is potentially one of my regrets in life. Because of…

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Purpose of living

life, living, meaning

Random thoughts.

What is existential crisis? It is the state where you start indulging in questions of deep thoughts like the meaning of your life, why you are living, and loose interest in everyday stuffs because you realize these has no importance. 

I believe these questions are ones that are hard and has no exact answer to which you’ll run into occasionally and temporary end with some conclusion. 

At the moment, with the experience of having lived 22 years, my conclusion is that purpose of life is to find more and more lovable people. Human beings are social beings and we need to be in a company, a community. I really think it is to find more people you feel comfortable with, find more people you love. A point to be noted is that the concept should not be equated to people we label as friends and family. Sometimes these…

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A correction – Moving was the best thing for both of us

family , happiness , motivation , moving , personal

The Daily Score

Changing ones living situation really does make all the difference in the world. Even though we have only been living in the new place for four nights, the impact has been drastic already. The other night, coming home from work, making a cup of tea and helping in the fixing of dinner, followed by some light cleaning, a little relaxation, some yoga and then reading in bed was just so much more calming, and relaxing than any night I can remember in months that wasn’t when I was on vacation.

The idea to relocate was not my own, it was my wife’s, and I am very grateful for that. We were both increasingly unhappy with the situation we were in, becoming more and more frustrated by the day. Something had to give, and finally it did. If I was living in the prior place on my own, I likely would…

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Words that hurt

bereavement , death , grief , meaning , mourning , purpose , soulmates , widowed

richwalks

Words that hurt: happiness, joy.

Phrases that hurt: ‘Rich would want you to be happy’, ‘I hope you’re enjoying…’, ‘May you find peace’, ‘this will help you heal’, ‘try and find something to smile about today’.

Phrases that help: ‘tell me about Rich’, ‘don’t hold it in’, ‘just be you’, ‘you are hurting’, ‘I wish I’d known him’.

And the best way to ask after someone experiencing profound bereavement? – ‘how is today?’ If you ask ‘how are you?’, then frankly you’re not really thinking about the person in front of you or at the other end of the phone. How the f*** do you think I am? Is the way we want to respond. But instead, of late, I just don’t bother responding at all. Because if they can’t imagine what the devastation of loss like this might feel like, and I haven’t got the energy to explain, even…

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Listening isn’t enough.

adjusting, family, listening, personal growth, receiving, support, therapy

Chasing My Dreams


After rescheduling my therapist appointment due to illness and weather multiple times for over a month, I finally went to see her yesterday. Husband went with me after work so that we were able to window shop for his AR and my 9mm before dinner with some friends and enjoy a nice double date. He asked if I wanted him to come into the room with me and I thought why not, I have nothing to hide and nothing I say today he won’t have heard before. It was wonderful. Let me reiterate that, WONDERFUL.

My therapist let him know that coming into the room meant he was a part of it and not just there. We spoke about my original reason for beginning sessions with her, the miscarriages and the medication. We then moved on to my “homework” from the last session and my progress, triggers, stressors, and all…

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A Mother’s Love Knows No Distance

college, love, mom

The Chub Script

For me, the biggest change about going to college was leaving home. Leaving my family, my dogs, and constant presence of my parents, especially my mom.

My mom is a force of nature that is as essential to my life as air is to a bird. She is the force that taught me to love and care just as she had done for me.

Although not everyone is lucky enough to have the same relationship as me and my mom, I see the love of mothers everywhere in college.

I see it in the homemade cookies left in the common room by mothers certain that their child is wasting away on cafeteria food.

I see it in the random phone call that my friends get at all hours of the day from parents who miss them too much to wait another minute to call.

I see it in the headshots…

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