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Last month I broke my leg and had to have surgery the next day because I broke 4 bones.
I'm living in a country where I don't fluently speak their language and the hospital I went to was in a little village where no one really speaks English. Only 2 of my doctor's spoke English and it was a difficult process, but I feel stronger now!
I was having a relapse with my depression and anxiety before, and I was so drained from life.. Nothing excited me, it was hard to get out of bed, I was treating my partner not with love.
At the beginning, when I was in the hospital and a bit after that I was feeling so down, crying whenever I saw people walking normal, and feeling ashamed that I was not even able to get a glass of water when I wanted it.
But then I realized that I should be thankful for all of those things, that I will be able to do them again, and I have not lost my mobility and independence forever.
After being stacked up in this bed for a month, I have found such peace in my mind. I finally feel like I sorted out my thoughts and my goals and I just feel overall happy.
It has taught me to appreciate everything I have -- the people, the body I am renting, the food, the emotions, everything!!
I was so ill and I couldn't do anything, and my partner was doing everything for me. No one has ever cared for me this much, and it made me realize how much I need and appreciate him.
This has made me realize that I AM strong, and it feels so good to have the people you love let you know that they are indeed proud of you.
I am so excited to explore this world when I am better. I am so excited to volunteer when I recover. I just want to make this world a better place for everyone, no matter how small.
Just wanted to share this with everyone -- I have hope once again, and I will work so hard to keep this joy inside of me, and to spread it to others.
Just joined Reddit 5 minutes ago- I don't understand any of the abbreviations yet so be patient with me, lol
My husband and I have only been married for 18 mo.
Right after we got married we moved across the country for his summer job-- SUPER lonely for me. He'd be gone 13 hours a day- I had no friends, no family, and could only find a part time job as we would only be there for 3 months. When we got back from his job we moved into an apartment together and he offered to pay for rent leaving me to pay for groceries, car ins, gas, etc. It ended up being very fair(about a 60/40 split) in relation to our income (we hadn't yet combined our accounts).
My priorities are, and have always been, to be smart with my money; 30% of income to needs, 30% to wants, and 30% to savings.
I made a goal at the beginning of this year (2019) to save 5,000$ cash by Dec.31- Husband decided he wanted to do the same. Fast-forward: I reached my goal in less than 4 months and have successfully doubled my goal since then. He has not saved a dime, there were several months in which he did not have the money to pay our rent (leaving me to do so) and he ran out of money in August so I have taken on all of our expenses.
When I asked him what happened to his money he (at first) said, "I honestly don't know. It wasn't a conscious thing I did I think I just lost track and I'm sorry" ( I have a lot of thoughts on this but i will refrain). When we had the same discussion a month later he said, "Well I just realized how much satisfaction you got from saving so I decided that I would take on our expenses and let you save because I know how much it means to you"
In looking back at his bank statements (with his permission) for the first 8 months of the year- he spent over 60% of his income on shit. Eating out, buying clothes, weekend trips, etc.
Disclaimer: I benefitted from a lot of the frivolous spending he was doing, however, I don't ever ASK to go out to eat, or to go away for weekends.
Since August he has talked about buying a new car, getting a new phone, going on a trip to Japan, etc. And when I ask what money we are going to use for that he has no answer.
... keep reading on reddit β‘I have essentially gone "back" PIMO. I was removed as an unbaptized publisher and "marked" for my suicide attempt ten years ago. I know everything there is to know about JW. I wanted peace with my family, them being a little liberal, did not make my returning to the organization a requirement for our relationship to continue. I moved to the state my parents live, giving up my legal marijuana (sad face). The best way I can describe myself reminds me of Mulder from The X-Files... I want to believe. I wish I could, but I can't plug myself back into The Matrix no matter how hard I try. My parents hall like the one I briefly attended in that marijuana legal state is filled with genuine nice people. "Loose" by the standards of my original hall, allowing beards even on Elders. By all accounts I have it pretty good as a PIMO. Despite this, I am torn. Growing up with the old light of the generation of 1914 will never pass, it's recently occurred to me I never prepared myself for my parents eventual deaths. They are both in their late 60s. Something could happen any time and I'm just not ready not to have them in my life. I've never thought about processing death, as if I was somehow immune. To my therapist, she understands, but it's too foreign for her to really see where I'm coming from.
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I've had good and bad experiences with JWs. I've had good and bad experiences with EXJWs as well. Undercover, I was regularly posting on JW sub for a while, quite innocently talking about my struggles with some detrimental behavior. I was treated horribly by some members of this forum, of which on my now deleted account I was on this since the days we had less than a 1000 members. Screenshots were posted of my comments with a lot of choice words, and some kind ones as well on this sub. It sucked and has kept me from posting here for a long time, I felt alienated from EXJW for it. The mods did take care of it, which was nice, and had some good consoling words as well.
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I've given up my life in a populated fun city to be with my parents again in their potential final years, living deep in the mountains with no friends anymore. They have no one in their hall under 60, it will surely be dissolved in 20-30 years if not sooner. I have chosen social exile to be with my truly awesome, loving, kind parents. But man, this is the hardest life I've chosen to live. They say things that make me
... keep reading on reddit β‘https://status.pbe.leagueoflegends.com/?en_US#pbe
> Network Operations β 07/16/2018
>We are aware of issues with RP grants and are working on a fix.
At this point, bug or feature?
Iβve got a date with Destiny! Reaching out to take Destiny into my own hands ! And a few other sub-par ones not worth mentioning.
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