I would SO love to give good advice.
…but when I do, no one listens.
My advice about anxiety is this: Never say the “A” word in front of someone in a medical facility who is wearing a white lab jacket.
Call it something that sounds like fun!
- If you hate malls, it’s “A trip to the mall.”
- “I had a workout today,” is better.
- “I’m a bit under the weather,” is all right, if you don’t mention that the weather you’re under is a mile-wide tornado with a hurricane on the side.
<–Five husband’s later, I found (to my horror) that it can be summed up in one meme.
You never know the true face of a person until you’ve tied the knot and find that the rope it’s attached to is either a noose or a mooring.
Same rope…different use.
Sometimes, if you’re lucky, you can live with #1.
If you have the world’s best luck, you don’t live in a country where you have no say over who you marry and you can’t divorce the drunk b@&tard who tries to kill you for having an opinion.
Only engage in debate if you know the person you’re talking to is able to carry on a conversation.
If it’s wearing a mask and carrying a nightstick, it doesn’t intend to listen to anything you have to say that might possibly change it’s mind.
That’s all the advice I have in me today.
Well, I’ve been married to the same woman for almost 33 years and while there are days we both wonder why we have stayed together, that old meme reminds us life is a give and take and starting over isn’t always better.
As far as anxiety, I’ve adopted the Alfred E. Newman attitude of “What, me worry?” Luckily, my brain allows me to maintain that attitude, which is a blessing.
And while I don’t always comment, I read and enjoy every one of your posts 👍
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