WeirdBluePerception

I am truly sorry for your loss. I dated my high school sweetheart 25+ years after we broke up in high school. He was my best friend. Out of no where, he began acting off. Couldn't explain it exactly, I thought I was reading more into it than what was going on. We get into an argument one evening, which we never did. When I woke up the next day, I noticed he didn't send me a good morning msg. I called his phone a few times, and then his grandma answered. Told me he died suddenly. I am in shock. She tells me he had overdosed and it blew me away. I had zero idea that he had relapsed (he had been sober 4+ yrs). I was heartbroken. Then last year, the guy that I had always thought that we would get back together one day, and my first truly serious adult relationship (we were 21). We stayed friends and in contact for this entire time. He was the one I compared everyone to. I begged him not to marry someone, but he said he "had" to, because she was pregnant. I was devastated. Throughout the years we would see each other, and he would email me (prior to FB), every few months, even when deployed overseas. When I moved back home, we would hang out and I became a sounding board to his marriage, work, etc. He never judged me, and always knew what I was doing without me telling him. He was the love of my life. Was I his? No idea. But for close to 30 yrs he was the only constant in my life. He was the longest friendship I had. I lost my immediate family, all of them at different times, before I was 24. He was there for me. A shoulder to lean on and cry. He got extremely sick and ended up in organ failure from something so random. I was able to go to the hospital, but it was so hard to be in the room with him. He was waking up and could acknowledge people and saw that I was there. I went home and the next day he was taken off life support and passed away. I have not gone a day without crying. I got a tattoo in his memory. Each day is harder than the last. I also lost my 2nd husband. But he was abusive, horribly so. Just think of the good, bad and let your feelings come as they are.

I did. He had matured and grown up and somehow became intelligent and not the stupid kid that he once was. We would have hours of conversations that were just so mind-boggling thinking back on it. We never really argued and just enjoyed each other's company immensely. Then out of the blue, he died. We were together a year and my life fell apart after he died for a while anyway. He was a good dude and I really miss our times together. He just had some demons that this life he wasn't able to fix. And it sucks that someone in my family unfortunately contributed to his death. I say go for it. Life is short, and you never know where you may find some happiness and you have to find and enjoy that happiness while you can.

I remember going to a mall in Winston-Salem North Carolina back in the late '90s like 97 or 98 maybe, and seeing people smoke inside one of the malls. I remember thinking that was absolutely insane. Even back then I thought that was nuts.

If I'm not working? Depends really. If I haven't had much sleep that week, I will go to bed early at midnight or even 11pm. Usually get up between 4 and 8 if I have nothing going on. Sometimes I get crazy and sleep until 10:30 or 11:00 a.m. . When I'm working though I go to bed between 12:00 and 1:00 a.m. and I'm up at 5:00. Some nights I'm even up until 2:00 or 3:00 a.m. . I've always had weird sleeping habits though.

I use both. And make sure with the cream. You also rub some around the outer bits as well.

Lol... That's cute. I have no partner. I have found mistakes. Mistake # 1. Hide the fact that he liked having sex with men. And liked having sex with women. Both while we were married. Came home to him in bed with a chick once. He said he was going to take her home. Lol . I said good luck. I was on bed rest and called him to let him know my water was leaking and I was having contractions. His response? I was ruining his fun. He came home 4 hrs later, my water broke, and he was mad that he couldn't sleep. Then said he was calling his mom and ask her what to do. Hello? L&D nurse here. I know what to do. He took me to the hospital on base, and left me alone, in labor. Asshole. Then 10 days after my son was born, my mom"s dog died (mom died a yr before). He refused to bury her and 10 days post C-section in 100 degree NC heat, I am digging a hole for my mom" s dog and he was supervising. He is still a dick. We've been divorced 20 yrs. 4yrs ago, he told my son I kidnapped him. That's why he was never in his life growing up. I haven't spoken to my son since because he believes this POS. Mistake #2: tried to kill me numerous times. Mentally and emotionally and physically abusive. Destroyed the person I was. That lasted 2 yrs. Still dealing with the trauma and he has been dead since 2015. Mistake #3: Narcissistic dick. Have 2 kids with. His family is connected in the county so you can figure it out. He was indicted 2 yrs ago on child rape charges, spent 30 min in jail. Was arrested 6 x the following yr and never revoked. Plead guilty in August. On the registry as an offender against kids. Caught 3 charges. 2 registry violations in 3 weeks. Low bonds each time. His family got the pedo out. His sister believes he has messed with my kids. And he has my kids convinced that I am pure evil and they hate me. The one good guy? We stayed friends for 30 yrs. I was in love this whole time. He died in the spring.

East Town and West Town Mall, Knoxville TN.

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Hi neighbor!

👋. I remember getting dropped off at East Town Mall at like 12 and we stay there for like 5 hrs, see a $3 movie. Good times!

I'm an only child. Dad died by suicide when I was 10. Mom died at age 51, when I was 24. My grandma (mom's mom) died 7 yrs later but my aunt hid her away bc she had money and was jealous that grandma spent money on me to help my mom. (I wasn't invited to the funeral). My mom's dad died in his 50s before I was born. My dad's mom died 6 weeks before my dad. My dad's dad, died 5 yrs after my mom. I have a cousin on Mom's side I don't speak to, as well as an aunt I don't speak to. They are truly evil. On Dad's side I speak to 1 cousin. Everyone else either purposely ignore me or can F off for stealing my dad's part of the will bc they are greedy. My 2nd husband died of an OD. My bf in 2018, died of an OD (he had been sober for 4 yrs... Had no idea he was using). The love of my life died 6 months ago. We dated off and on for 28 yrs. I haven't spoken to my oldest in 4 yrs (his choice). My younger 2 are manipulated by their grandma and hate me. Yea, I know grief. It sucks. I've spent yrs, decades. But our loved ones are still with us and don't want us making us suffer.

Same but 2 Zs and an Alpha who is quite terrifying.

I was working in L&D on 9/11. I came in to work as a senior yr nursing student/intern. My patient had given birth while watching the towers fall and people jumping. She told me she felt so guilty about giving birth and being happy about her son. I still think about her.

I absolutely love this song! It's on my list!

That is such a wonderful gift to give science! Thank you for your kind spirit.

Never been to one. Been invited to our 10th and 20th. We didn't have a 30th. Somehow, despite being bullied by some kids who my life hell, some of the popular kids liked me. But a whole bunch of other kids didn't and they ruined school for me. I was very liberal in a very conservative town. And spoke my mind even back then. I told off 3 or 4 kids in my class about a yr ago. Said some stuff about them staying in the same town and not growing as a person and how horrible they were and how embarrassed I was to have even accepted their friend request on FB bc I didn't like them back then and they are just as pathetic now. I was blocked almost immediately. But was told they talked about me for days. Lol. I have a very unique look. Almost ethnic/Asian/native American and was called many slurs growing up. I was/am still a nerd and I have fully embraced it. I grew into my looks, I guess, and would rather have natural childbirth than deal with my former classmates. I have kept in touch with a couple of people, had beers with a classmate last summer, but personally I probably won't go. I have no need. They haven't aged well hence all the photoshopped pics. I really don't care. But then again, I didn't go to prom and was in college before I graduated HS. Class of 1994 here.

I'm sorry for your loss. My HS bf and I dated 2 yrs in school and then just moved on. But he was my first relationship. Etc. Fast forward from 93 to 2017, where we reconnected. We were best friends and we could sit and talk for hours. Unfortunately, he relapsed and died after 4 yrs of being sober. His sobriety was top priority for him. He had never done opiates of any kind and within a month of using, he died. I had no idea he was using, I was in shock. His family knew and promised him not to tell me after he overdosed and was taken to the ER a few weeks before he died. He was such a great guy.

My boyfriend, my junior year of highschool, thought he was Jim reincarnated. Seriously. He was weirdly fascinated with him. Down to the hair and the necklace. I guess it could be worse.

In middle school, I'm not sure why I was bullied. I had a friend group and they would rotate every few weeks on who they were mad at. I was a dork, my dad died at the beginning of 6th grade, a suicide, and back then people gossiped. And I had a single mom. In high school, let's see ... I was bullied by this chick, I'll call her Michelle, because my boyfriend picked on her boyfriend in class. Use to give him hell. Well she was a senior to me a sophomore and we shared a class, that was brutal. Then my junior year, I was bullied by my ex boyfriend and his girlfriend. He use to cut my lock off my locker, tear up books, she would push me, spit on me. Once I was even chased by a VW as I got off the bus. My mom went to the school and the principal wouldn't do shit. I was bullied by my Algebra 2 teacher in my junior year. My mom tried to get me to transfer but I refused, and bc I knew she couldn't afford the school she was going to send me to. My bullies from my jr yr (my ex and his gf), got married then divorced. I reconnected with both of them actually. Me and him dated again (he had done a 180, and was going to go into a Buddhist monastery). But after a yr of dating, he died suddenly. His ex, I contacted her to let her know, and we got to be friends. She apologized for her behavior. Oh and other people bullied me bc of my eyes. I was called China-woman. I was bullied for being liberal in a conservative town. For being friends with the weirdos, "alternative" kids, gay & lesbian kids, and very outspoken against racism in a 99% white school. I wish I had more of a voice back then. A few people who bullied me, I told off about a yr ago. It was nice. I went into a speech on how they were not nice people despite posting Jesus quotes, they were still small minded and have not grown into adults, as they all live in that same town. I was immediately blocked. Don't care, have no need for them.

I started in 2022, and didn't know to spit and rinse after 5 minutes until 6 or 7 months in. By then it was too late. I had been sober for about 3 or 4 yrs at this point and had briefly relapsed. The person I was dating encouraged me to get on Suboxone (he was on it) and it really helped. I had always put it in on one certain spot, and that tooth paid the price. Mixed with having a small mouth and my teeth shifting bc of the decay, that tooth was being pushed out. I finally had it yanked last week. I want an implant but , they said there isn't enough space. I still take Suboxone but my dose is 4mg and I've weaned myself to every 24 to 36 hrs. And I brush, spit and rinse immediately. My Dr is willing to put me on the pill version but I'm weary of that. I had always had good teeth but the subs really weakened my enamel. I'm just hoping to save the rest of my teeth. Funny enough, the person who encouraged me to get on subs, he still takes 16 to 24mg a day and has nothing with his teeth. I joke that it was all the drugs he did back in his 20s somehow gave him super enamel, because otherwise I just don't see how he got so dang lucky. But you are right, without it, death was certain. Btw, did you know there is a class action lawsuit for those on subs around the same time you were? You may want to check about it.

There are multiple class actions in process right now. I don't qualify. And it amazes me how I don't qualify. I guess I didn't start "early" enough. Crazy. When I take it now. I leave it in under my tongue 5 min max. No more cheek. Then rinse. Then brush.

What? Metformin does this to your teeth? Wtf? I had one tooth rot bc of Suboxone, ironically enough, when I was on drugs, I took great care of my teeth. I sobered up and after 8 yrs sober, I began to have relapsing behaviors so my therapist suggested Suboxone to help. I had no idea it was your enamel. I lost a tooth in 18 months. Went from healthy to pulled in 18 months. Just started Metformin a few months ago. What the holy hell.

I scared my dog I was laughing so hard! My kind of humor!

I'm in the minority here, but I have never been on anyone else's phone plan, besides my mom's back in late 90s, early 2000s. My kids, 22, 13 & 12, all are on their grandparents account. (My oldest has a different set than my younger 2). So in some ways I get screwed with a $90/month phone bill for 1 line.

'94 here. I think we had a 10 yr one, which was like maybe 20 people going. I did not attend because they were miserable cows back then. I doubt time would have improved them. We haven't had another. I wouldn't go if we did. Although about 8 months ago, I did tell off a few of the people who were cruel to me in school, and boy, that felt good. Of course, like true bullies, I was immediately blocked. And they spent the next few days talking shit about me (according to someone who was privy to the online confrontation). They were just jealous their pathetic little attempts at spray tans, tanning beds, and bleached hair had not improved their looks nor their intelligence, while I, on the other hand, "grew" into my looks and fully embraced my geekiness, which I guess is cool. Who knew?

Mid 40s. I started a new job a year ago and a coworker was telling me a story of when she was explaining me to her dad and she began with, "I'm not sure why people talk about her...". When she said that and instead of me curious and wondering what people thought of me I realized I really don't give two shits of what these idiots think of me. I do my own thing, I speak my mind and is probably why I will never get a promotion since I kiss no ass. That has me bummed bc I will struggle financially since there is no other role for me to move into and not playing the workplace game will hinder me, but I'm not a fan of the kiss ass aspect anyway, never have been. Oh well.

I remember driving home after a nursing clinical I had, and sitting in traffic that afternoon in shock and the tears started pouring. That night I worked as a extern in a LDRP/women's unit. My patient had given birth that day. I still remember her saying how conflicted she felt and the guilt she had. This was suppose to be the day she welcomed her son into the world, a happy day, and she was heartbroken at what happened and she felt intense guilt for the happiness she felt. I often wondered how she and her child are doing and if she ever got help for what she was feeling.

I started reading VC Andrews in 6th grade. Sweet Valley High in 4th or 5th. Dean Koontz, between 8th & 9th (was still 13). Then never went back to "kid" books. Then Jackie Collins, etc. Never got into the Adventures in Babysitting. I was an advanced reader. I would check out books from the library that were college level in 4th grade and read for "funsies". I read quickly as well.