tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957758174408171291.post3806318465839945346..comments2023-10-31T04:07:31.317-06:00Comments on Blogxygen: MishContractsStupidPeopleEtcMashbriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11495165592860741098noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957758174408171291.post-72578522134105582742008-12-08T10:11:00.000-07:002008-12-08T10:11:00.000-07:00Uuuugggh.People are so rude. I hate stupid questio...Uuuugggh.People are so rude. I hate stupid questions. I think when people ask me why I'm so thin I'm going to make up horrible stories about alien abductionsluckyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05675474863622528081noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957758174408171291.post-65405765706188359242008-12-05T17:32:00.000-07:002008-12-05T17:32:00.000-07:00oh, sweet Brie, what a lot you're going through. I...oh, sweet Brie, what a lot you're going through. I know that none of this is easy, I know that even as you write it all down here you're experiencing all of this in ways which leave you feeling pretty despairing. You're doing what you have to do, and spending time with your mum sounds like a fine idea, girl. It really does. <BR/><BR/>I wish you lived closer, brie, because I could be your body-guard, protecting you from idiots. I just loved, loved ania's idea :)<BR/><BR/>love you, poppet.zubeldiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09540610591568098744noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957758174408171291.post-82776504349405710812008-12-04T22:26:00.000-07:002008-12-04T22:26:00.000-07:00I like to be immature and what I would say is, "Wh...I like to be immature and what I would say is, "What's that in <I>your</I> nose?" and just completely throw them off guard. You might get a "huh?" But say it in a bit of a sassy way and they should shut up. :) <BR/><BR/>And the fact that it just makes no sense...I love that.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957758174408171291.post-82860913553662127742008-12-04T22:07:00.000-07:002008-12-04T22:07:00.000-07:00L, I know. I was really unclear. Woops. :(Thank...L, I know. I was really unclear. Woops. :(<BR/><BR/>Thanks all for your suggestions about what I can do when I get confronted with stupid invasive people. You are all seriously so brave. I need to work on my confrontational skills. This gives me an excellent opportunity!briehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11495165592860741098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957758174408171291.post-85405503259047589362008-12-04T21:56:00.000-07:002008-12-04T21:56:00.000-07:00Wowza - i just came back and actually read (parts)...Wowza - i just came back and actually read (parts) of a few of the comments before mine. I still didn't make it all the way through but I didn't even realize there was a conversation going on that way.<BR/><BR/>Anyway - I came back because I realized that I didn't say anything about Audacious Auto-mouth.<BR/><BR/>It depends on the person, and their approach, but sometimes when people make comments or ask me things that I find intrusive, <B>one</B> of my tactics is to make eye contact and create a pause (very important) and to then respond with a Totally Unrelated Question or Comment (TUQoC).<BR/><BR/>Please find below the most recent example from a person who periodically stops in my office to say, "You've been here almost three years and I still don't know anything about your love life."<BR/><BR/>Q - (Apropos of <I>nothing</I>) "Sooo, I <B>still</B> think it's strange that you're not dating. What's up with you, ania?"<BR/><BR/>A/TUQoC - (Eye contact. Quiet.)"If it rains this weekend, I don't think I'll get to work in the yard. Do you know if it's supposed to rain?"<BR/><BR/>With warmth....aniahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02637630323070556016noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957758174408171291.post-22587938486566708662008-12-04T21:53:00.000-07:002008-12-04T21:53:00.000-07:00I’m thinking about living with the madre for awhil...I’m thinking about living with the madre for awhile. All I do is like cry and moan and lie around on the floor and stuff. Why not do it at my mom’s, I say? <BR/><BR/>No mention of living conditions in this post what so ever. Just general sadness . So this is what I had to respond to. An innocent misunderstanding, don't ya think? Not to mention, one based on concern and caring.<BR/><BR/>I have no problem. I am "chillax".Laurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15985522830610197074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957758174408171291.post-35978238439792876752008-12-04T21:01:00.000-07:002008-12-04T21:01:00.000-07:00Sorry for commenting yet AGAIN....but I just read ...Sorry for commenting yet AGAIN....but I just read your sister's post and it was so nice!Heather Lindquisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03995439065551579432noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957758174408171291.post-7129798645599569002008-12-04T20:40:00.000-07:002008-12-04T20:40:00.000-07:00Yes, sad, but so utterly funny. There must be ano...Yes, sad, but so utterly funny. There must be another hysterical comment you can use. I'll rack my brain for one. I used to always have to think of these things when people would ask me why I had cuts all over my arms.......now I get the same questions, but they're just old scars now and I say I was in a terrible car accident years ago. Who knows if they beleive me, but I don't care. : )<BR/><BR/>So, I just wrote a new post.....it's been like, forever. More than a month I think. My world has been utterly consumed with this child and cps, etc. There are also pics of T-giving break and Kyndra's little Zoe, Asher and Ruth.<BR/><BR/>I luv ya girl,<BR/>HHeather Lindquisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03995439065551579432noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957758174408171291.post-25549740448258107432008-12-04T20:03:00.000-07:002008-12-04T20:03:00.000-07:00h, i used to have a prepared response for when peo...h, i used to have a prepared response for when people asked me what my tube was for, but it ended up being that nasty disease that makes you carry a poop bag around cuz they take your colon out! aaaah it was so embarrassing...what was it? oh yeah crohn's disease! i ACTUALLY went around essentially telling people i carried my poop in a bag. sad!!briehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11495165592860741098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957758174408171291.post-34876289422058259282008-12-04T19:58:00.000-07:002008-12-04T19:58:00.000-07:00B....that's my worst fear...being misunderstood. ...B....that's my worst fear...being misunderstood. So, sorry dear. <BR/><BR/>And yes, I would've done something impulsively embarrassing to that man...like point and scream that he had a spider on him or something equally disturbing. <BR/>Do you have a prepared response for people like that guy that you could always hang to, pull it out of your not-fanny-pack, and say it to them? Maybe you could take out a cup from not fanny pack and invite him to sit and share some lovely wine from your nose. : )Heather Lindquisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03995439065551579432noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957758174408171291.post-67285197082270576942008-12-04T19:42:00.000-07:002008-12-04T19:42:00.000-07:00okay, i'm sorry i got defensive. i just feel a li...okay, i'm sorry i got defensive. i just feel a little mizundastood. but i love you and stuff so it's all good. :)briehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11495165592860741098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957758174408171291.post-34906898537818806542008-12-04T17:59:00.000-07:002008-12-04T17:59:00.000-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Jackiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16853384454397610125noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957758174408171291.post-32559951340473187872008-12-04T17:24:00.000-07:002008-12-04T17:24:00.000-07:00h, bran actually really really wants me to go stay...h, bran actually really really wants me to go stay with my mom for awhile. and we've lived with my parents before and he had no problem with it. wanting to stay with my mom won't make bran think i don't like his family or whatever. its just really cramped and stressful here. i have no idea how my post even came to this. really, discussing the details of my living situation wasn't what i was going for. who cares?briehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11495165592860741098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957758174408171291.post-66793319096189973582008-12-04T17:05:00.000-07:002008-12-04T17:05:00.000-07:00Oh, dear Brie.If it'll be helpful for you to spend...Oh, dear Brie.<BR/><BR/>If it'll be helpful for you to spend time with your mom I think your family should talk about it and see what you'd need to do to make that happen.<BR/><BR/>I hope that you and your husband and kiddo all hang in there.<BR/><BR/>With super-support vibes....aniahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02637630323070556016noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957758174408171291.post-59372358093942161872008-12-04T17:03:00.000-07:002008-12-04T17:03:00.000-07:00Kick the guy in the balls next time.Kick the guy in the balls next time.Brookehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09858072467285656596noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957758174408171291.post-47993189689122820832008-12-04T16:28:00.000-07:002008-12-04T16:28:00.000-07:00Brie, seriously you have me laughing ALL OF THE TI...Brie, seriously you have me laughing ALL OF THE TIME! Your posts make me happy everyday! You make us actually "feel" your words! <BR/>Yes, people have nerves,(tube-man) but who cares, what-eva, you are taking care of yourself and that is what is important! YOu have the support of your fam and friends no matter what!<BR/>Oh and BTW, i LOVE your hair in our pic..you have hotness! I esp. loved it at the Festival of Trees this week...wish i could do that with my lioness hair~! LUVStawnyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17805559118158104368noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957758174408171291.post-1552132222299719692008-12-04T15:57:00.001-07:002008-12-04T15:57:00.001-07:00I guess you're right. One mother vs another reall...I guess you're right. One mother vs another really doesn't matter in the long run. Thanks for the clarification, didn't mean to offend. But is it really that bad living with Brandon's family? How would he feel, honestly, living with yours? At the moment, I don't have an opinion, I just want you to be ED free, be able to relax and enjoy your hubby and child, and have some semblence of life, wether it be at his parent's house or yours. Take care hun. Sorry for the misunderstanding.Heather Lindquisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03995439065551579432noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957758174408171291.post-73006874384028296372008-12-04T15:57:00.000-07:002008-12-04T15:57:00.000-07:00i'm with you. i'd rather be with my own mom who kn...i'm with you. i'd rather be with my own mom who knows all my shit than with my in-laws, however nice and well-meaning they may be. everyone needs a momma.Standing in the Rainhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01687110311906328530noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957758174408171291.post-58178605674125299692008-12-04T15:35:00.000-07:002008-12-04T15:35:00.000-07:00okay, HOLY CLARIFICATION:if i move in with my mom ...okay, HOLY CLARIFICATION:<BR/><BR/>if i move in with my mom for a week or two, i'd BRING CADE WITH ME. we are currently not living in our house right now because it's gutted for the renovation...we're living with our in-laws. so why not switch from one mother to another? that's all i was saying.briehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11495165592860741098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957758174408171291.post-41879843205784763252008-12-04T15:29:00.000-07:002008-12-04T15:29:00.000-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Jackiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16853384454397610125noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957758174408171291.post-32233291550220326182008-12-04T14:23:00.000-07:002008-12-04T14:23:00.000-07:00So . . . I have to admit that when people are that...So . . . I have to admit that when people are that rude, I find it INCREDIBLY therapeutic to unleash all my pent up rage on them. <BR/><BR/>Not by screaming or yelling. Oh, no. I like to give them a look to freeze their balls off, and about the time they get fidgety, I ask, "Do I KNOW you?" When they say no (and some will add their rude question AGAIN), I like to respond, "Oh. I thought you MUST know me, since I can't IMAGINE anyone being rude enough to ask that question of a COMPLETE STRANGER. Are you SURE we haven't met? NO? How INTERESTING." And then I go back to doing whatever I was doing before.<BR/><BR/>Seriously. It's FANTASTIC, lol.<BR/><BR/>As for the moving in with your mom? Well, I think Laura's ass-kicking was a good one. I will say though, that if you are so bad off as to be a danger to yourself or others - if you're afraid you would neglect Cade or something like that, get to your mom's house stat. Otherwise . . . well, sometimes the cliche is true: the only way out is through.<BR/><BR/>MarsteAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957758174408171291.post-33536110023528874462008-12-04T13:41:00.000-07:002008-12-04T13:41:00.000-07:00Hey Brie! I'm sorry you had a fotard to deal with....Hey Brie! I'm sorry you had a fotard to deal with...LAME! He's got nothing on your sexy tube face. :) Smile girl!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957758174408171291.post-39783988603336480412008-12-04T13:12:00.000-07:002008-12-04T13:12:00.000-07:00Woah, I have to agree with wise Laura. Brie....yo...Woah, I have to agree with wise Laura. Brie....you DO have control. You've always had it. Ed does not control you. Yes, it's a disease, but you can overcome it completely. You've tried, and at times succeeded, but you MUST continue for not just our husband and child, but for YOU and YOUR LIFE. It matters. Your life. It matters to me, to your family, and to all your other friends. I too say this out of love. Get up and walk through the hell you're in and at the other end you'll see a bright light (hee, hee)....but don't walk into it yet....take the detour route towards life (I think that color is blue....just a guess). Anyway, I care about you as a friend whose known you for quite some time and who KNOWS without a doubt you can DO whatever you're determined to do. So go get'em girl!Heather Lindquisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03995439065551579432noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957758174408171291.post-17797994947993674442008-12-04T12:43:00.000-07:002008-12-04T12:43:00.000-07:00I WILL NOT ALLOW YOU TO MOVE IN WITH YOUR MOTHER! ...I WILL NOT ALLOW YOU TO MOVE IN WITH YOUR MOTHER! Not an option. Here ya go...it's tough love time...YOU are a mother...YOU are a WIFE...and YOU have a child that needs you. STOP waling and moaning, and get up off of the floor. Yes, this all REALLY sucks...and it is HARD...and shit has happened and you feel like you are totally fucked...and maybe, you are. BUT...you CAN change it, Brie. You honestly can. And even if you have to fake it, fake it for your baby boy. It's time to move forward, and moving back in with your mother just doesn't sound healthy to me...AT ALL.<BR/><BR/>Pick that head up...tube and all...and start living for you, and your child, and your husband. I only say this because I have grown to care about you, and no one else seems to be saying it. So there ya have it.<BR/><BR/>it all comes from love... I hope you know that.Laurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15985522830610197074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957758174408171291.post-11533161111863120922008-12-04T12:28:00.000-07:002008-12-04T12:28:00.000-07:00Hey Brie :) When that guy was being a jackass, I w...Hey Brie :) When that guy was being a jackass, I would have lodged my old pen(since you now have a new pretty fedex one) right into his mansac. I may be a little rude actually...so I take it back..don't use my method.<BR/><BR/>On a different note. I unfortunately have not used the Brain Conditioning, but if you read further in that page it mentions Biofeedback and Neurofeedback and I have done both of those. They were helpful, but in the end did not work with my schedule and I had to quit, but for the 5 months it was refreshing to not be as suicidal as I had been :)<BR/><BR/>Any questions just write me. Thank you for your kind words on my last post :) Good luck and remember we are all right behind you. Creepy right? Tee hee.Savannahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13564603963764403510noreply@blogger.com