@Living in the 70s , I wonder however, emotional eating aside, if you are craving fat? Because for years I've been eating/ craving margarine (yes, gross :wtf: ), but I read something the other day when our kidneys can no longer produce enough cortisol after years of doing so they require high fat to function (in the diet). Also, people with Diabetes often eat a tablespoon o/night to keep their blood sugars level constant. (Same with pb). . I find if I don't my body won't let me sleep (difficult anyways).
@Chiqui :hug:
I feel amazed as I have a bird's nest in the birdhouse outside my back door- wrens, I was told, they are 1/2 the size of sparrows!! :inlove:
Confused and more clear: I realize I believe most of what everyone tells me, or I am told. Or rather, don't know who's lying. :confused:It started thinking about this guy (contractor) who said he found porn of my dad's (he had died 10 years approx prior) hidden in the area he was working (the rafters) when I was very early 20's and had returned home/ there was a natural disaster. Despite the fact he went on to commit a rather violent sexual assault on me, then threatened murder of family members, dogs, threatened to sabotage the house, wouldn't leave, then committed another assault, then required a restraining order; then went to prison for attempted murder (not of me, a relative stranger in broad daylight in the open, I saw it on the news), I still question it. Why? Because it was 'high up' (my dad was tall). Yet his intention was to show me the porn- hard core, all women of his nationality, and opposite hair color of my dad's preference, though who knows?.And I think, well he 'thought' it was a workroom (it wasn't), and everything was destroyed (submerged) in the first 4 1/2-5 feet. And it wasn't covered in dust (it should have been, I think). But still I wonder. And it's like, my mind weighs what I know (not much). (To be clear, not over the fact of it,but solely because of his words). That because of them I have doubt or wonder. And similarly, gossip. I wonder who to trust? And even those real life crime shows, I realize I hate them, because it's all circumstantial, the whole thing makes me feel uncomfortable, who really knows except for the truth? Why, I do this, Idk? [Sorry this was so long.t covered in dust (it should have been, I think). But still I wonder. And it's like, my mind weighs what I know (not much). (To be clear, not over the fact of it,but solely because of his words). That because of them I have doubt or wonder. And similarly, gossip. I wonder who to trust? And even those real life crime shows, I realize I hate them, because it's all circumstantial, the whole thing makes me feel uncomfortable, who really knows except for the truth? Why, I do this, Idk? [Sorry this was so long.t covered in dust (it should have been, I think). But still I wonder. And it's like, my mind weighs what I know (not much). (To be clear, not over the fact of it,but solely because of his words). That because of them I have doubt or wonder. And similarly, gossip. I wonder who to trust? And even those real life crime shows, I realize I hate them, because it's all circumstantial, the whole thing makes me feel uncomfortable, who really knows except for the truth? Why, I do this, Idk? [Sorry this was so long.because it's all circumstantial, the whole thing makes me feel uncomfortable, who really knows except for the truth? Why, I do this, Idk? [Sorry this was so long.because it's all circumstantial, the whole thing makes me feel uncomfortable, who really knows except for the truth? Why, I do this, Idk? [Sorry this was so long, OMG. :eek::( I know it's drivel. But I know it's important I 'get' it. Which I don't. :confused: ?]
@Chiqui :hug:
I feel amazed as I have a bird's nest in the birdhouse outside my back door- wrens, I was told, they are 1/2 the size of sparrows!! :inlove:
Confused and more clear: I realize I believe most of what everyone tells me, or I am told. Or rather, don't know who's lying. :confused:It started thinking about this guy (contractor) who said he found porn of my dad's (he had died 10 years approx prior) hidden in the area he was working (the rafters) when I was very early 20's and had returned home/ there was a natural disaster. Despite the fact he went on to commit a rather violent sexual assault on me, then threatened murder of family members, dogs, threatened to sabotage the house, wouldn't leave, then committed another assault, then required a restraining order; then went to prison for attempted murder (not of me, a relative stranger in broad daylight in the open, I saw it on the news), I still question it. Why? Because it was 'high up' (my dad was tall). Yet his intention was to show me the porn- hard core, all women of his nationality, and opposite hair color of my dad's preference, though who knows?.And I think, well he 'thought' it was a workroom (it wasn't), and everything was destroyed (submerged) in the first 4 1/2-5 feet. And it wasn't covered in dust (it should have been, I think). But still I wonder. And it's like, my mind weighs what I know (not much). (To be clear, not over the fact of it,but solely because of his words). That because of them I have doubt or wonder. And similarly, gossip. I wonder who to trust? And even those real life crime shows, I realize I hate them, because it's all circumstantial, the whole thing makes me feel uncomfortable, who really knows except for the truth? Why, I do this, Idk? [Sorry this was so long.t covered in dust (it should have been, I think). But still I wonder. And it's like, my mind weighs what I know (not much). (To be clear, not over the fact of it,but solely because of his words). That because of them I have doubt or wonder. And similarly, gossip. I wonder who to trust? And even those real life crime shows, I realize I hate them, because it's all circumstantial, the whole thing makes me feel uncomfortable, who really knows except for the truth? Why, I do this, Idk? [Sorry this was so long.t covered in dust (it should have been, I think). But still I wonder. And it's like, my mind weighs what I know (not much). (To be clear, not over the fact of it,but solely because of his words). That because of them I have doubt or wonder. And similarly, gossip. I wonder who to trust? And even those real life crime shows, I realize I hate them, because it's all circumstantial, the whole thing makes me feel uncomfortable, who really knows except for the truth? Why, I do this, Idk? [Sorry this was so long.because it's all circumstantial, the whole thing makes me feel uncomfortable, who really knows except for the truth? Why, I do this, Idk? [Sorry this was so long.because it's all circumstantial, the whole thing makes me feel uncomfortable, who really knows except for the truth? Why, I do this, Idk? [Sorry this was so long, OMG. :eek::( I know it's drivel. But I know it's important I 'get' it. Which I don't. :confused: ?]
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