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January 6, 2017
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September 6, 2016
Now, I remember Sister Charles Marie. I was terrified of her in 6th grade. She taught math and I hated it so much; she knew it and picked on me all the time. I remember getting freezing cold hands just before she walked into the classroom. Looking back I think she really did try to help but I spent all my young life day dreaming and people couldn’t reach me. I think she knew I could understand but just didn’t listen .ironically
I secretly wanted so much to be liked by her and saw this happening with my other friends. She showed them she liked them. They got along. This was just the beginning of what my future would look like. Throughout the years I found there were to be other supervisors treating me the same way and other employees getting along better with them.
Always a challenge.
People only worry about me. Maybe keeping Barbie’s head in a jar wasn’t such a good idea
Aaaah me want to know this
I can’t remember the last time I ever wondered about this.
It’s best not to wonder…
I don’t wonder at all! 😀 because wondering what people think of you is being their mental slave!I’m too busy living my own life and not the lives of others because living accordings to others thoughts is becoming the others and not living our own life.
wow, that’s true! I guess all of us think about the people who shared a bit of our road, so, is a good reflection. May I start wondering
Its pointless to worry about such issues as the ones who think will always be with you too….life is too tight for such thoughts of who is thinking of me
More times then u can imagine miha.
No.i don’t wonder. If someone thinks of me And wants to see me or talk to me, he communicates.mr graham bell did the first move. All the other are details. Who thinks and who doesn’t, if iam not going to find out, then it never happened
I sometimes wonder ?
i never wonder any of these things
I know I’m thought off more than others, and for them I’m grateful.
I’ve become convinced I rarely exist at all and I’ve finally gotten to be okay with that. So it just doesn’t matter anymore. It’s a primal, tribal need to be accepted but it can be dealt with!
Very interesting, food for thought!
Person of interest , its the ones who jealosy drives them , envy , greed , behind open eyes the story , song or movie , soap opera , parts and stage are being set , for the unknown , that has disrespected , looked better than , to happy or talk to girl he or she hitting , long on the life , fore dark is worst when reason is childish , unemotional is mind consuming up your heart , , emotions , are felt , with dark souls in jealous eyes, , frozen , with smiles as cry out in why , how , fall to underminers
Well Marie Scott, I for one do think about you sometimes. We have so many memories from so long ago. How could I not? And funnily enough, many of the people I have thought about are reentering my life just because time cannot sever emotional attachments. It’s fucking wonderful. Those who are important to me are there. Those who genuinely love me always return. X Love you always X
Haha I sometimes forget everyone sees what you like on here!
What a lovely comment …I think of you too and the times we shared Natalie , there will always be a place in my heart for you and Mica. Love you lots and lots darling xxx
Why is that important if they did not make an effort to show it?
What I find magical is that we think of people who we met and will not meet again? why is that? why we remember and why do we care? and what happen if we tell them that we remember or think of them? an exercise: try it… good luck
I know I made a positive difference to many many children from Pre-K 4 to 5th grade. Thirty two years of teaching and 8 years subbing. I know somewhere out there there are kids talking about me everyday. Now all grown up.
I’m sure many people still think of me. Where I’m at and what I’m doing. How my life came to be. It’s been good after all. Thank you very much.
I to think about many wonderful people and even those who weren’t nice.
The good people who touched my life. In a good way. I thank them.
The people who willingly knowing. Were evil towards me and always against me.
I ask a higher power for justice to be done.
For those wicked ones who harmed me. Some I’ve seen fall. I’m still patiently waiting for the outcome of the others.
More than you will ever know. Do you ever wonder how you changed someones life 7 people down in the chain. You did something that affect what person A did who changed the mind of person B, who influenced Person C to say something to Person D for Person E to meet a certain person ect.. ect..
Yeah it is wonderful !!;
This is intense, there are definitely people in my life that sights,sounds and smells bring them back to me. And I am forever grateful.
LIFE’S TO SHORT
Do my exes mention me in therapy?
I bet never. They went on to better. You are done.
Chill, Cathy. I hurt & was hurt. If you had any self-awareness, you would also have a sense of humor 😉
does it matter…..?
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