tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979076563260064684.post8894400131882343910..comments2023-05-27T01:51:39.938-07:00Comments on Recovering Dawn: Bottoms, Shmottoms. Bring Em On.Dawnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09277751616587900015noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979076563260064684.post-59253304145177479622011-08-11T19:02:34.817-07:002011-08-11T19:02:34.817-07:00You are all too kind. Life is good, every day brin...You are all too kind. Life is good, every day brings a new lesson. Take care, my cyber friends. Thank you for reading, and for taking time to leave a comment. I started a new Facebook page called She Recovers, and I am sharing (lots of cross posting to amazing material already out there) on a daily basis. If I could, I would give up my job and blog and post my life away. Perhaps one day. Just for today, I'm grateful to know that people care.Dawnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09277751616587900015noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979076563260064684.post-63550248055097936922011-08-08T14:05:43.992-07:002011-08-08T14:05:43.992-07:00Thank you so much for this post - I can really rel...Thank you so much for this post - I can really relate.The Act of Returning to Normalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15411376575557473667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979076563260064684.post-56205091841467237302011-08-02T08:43:07.751-07:002011-08-02T08:43:07.751-07:00One of the things I think we continue to get bette...One of the things I think we continue to get better at is acceptance,, learning how to work THROUGH the pain and confusion, where we used to step AROUND it via stimulants. I'm always very proud of myself when I choose to face my adversities and permit myself to feel the feelings.<br /><br />I used to be a cryer,, but my present medication for my depression tends to make me more in control. And, frankly, that's neither good nor bad. It is just how it is for me.<br /><br />Thanks for an open honest share once again!<br />luv dawndawnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15089788992642824340noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979076563260064684.post-60089080361050888702011-08-01T06:33:47.181-07:002011-08-01T06:33:47.181-07:00"Tear soaked grace" -- powerful words, D..."Tear soaked grace" -- powerful words, Dawn. The mind/body/soul has a wonderful way of teaching us how to surrender. When I was younger I felt helpless when crying. Like you, I felt silly, alarmed, embarassed, etc. But now that I'm older I see the power in tears. It is grace, wonderful grace.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979076563260064684.post-5081050556842560432011-07-31T12:36:52.895-07:002011-07-31T12:36:52.895-07:00Your last point, Dawn, about how they’re just doin...Your last point, Dawn, about how they’re just doing it and not especially to You (or Me), really strikes a chord. I am a crier too, I realized that it’s not an acceptable option a decade or so back and foolishly I did not take the disability option that my boss wanted me to at the time. Should have investigated the options available in my current state instead of just rejecting out of habit anything that seemed untoward. I look back and wonder how i may have been helped since then.Lynda Halliger Otvos (Lynda M O)https://www.blogger.com/profile/08938791116446859160noreply@blogger.com