Tisme
Apathetic at Best
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My wife was a depressant, which was rather hard for me to handle and I think it actually contributed to her final demise. My son has bipolar in a big way, which just added guilt to my wife, blaming her gene pool.
I can't say I ever really had what I observed in my wife or boy and my daughter is very much like me. However since finding my love unexpectedly gone from this world, her body slumped in a chair I must say I have a hard time putting in the good fight, although I still keep being reminded by strangers my work rate is apparently admirable. Some of my long time friends have decided I'm on the nose for not being entertaining enough, even though I didn't milk for sympathy and presented happy... that haunts me too.
So rather than even think about the nightmare beset me, I just keep on keeping on as best I can, do my usual good Samaritan work for people, avoid the drink, have marathon sex with women (did I say I really love women:- I was faithful for 36 years +2) which usually includes some moderated beer, Sambuca and 43
and I have my friend Mr Cialis if I need him .... did I say that particular medication is probably up there with penicillin as one of the greatest discoveries of all time ![Roll Eyes :rolleyes: :rolleyes:](data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7)
I had 36 years to figure out a cure for depression and the best I could come up with was to avoid trying to offer logical cures and shut my mouth when I wanted to say e.g. "cheer up, you have nothing to worry about, why are you so sad, smile, take a pill, don't you love me anymore, not again ...." It seems even depressants don't know how to offer advice to depressants, so people like me should just stand by to give support.
Wayne (&Rumpole et al) I'm here to give you support if you want it
I can't say I ever really had what I observed in my wife or boy and my daughter is very much like me. However since finding my love unexpectedly gone from this world, her body slumped in a chair I must say I have a hard time putting in the good fight, although I still keep being reminded by strangers my work rate is apparently admirable. Some of my long time friends have decided I'm on the nose for not being entertaining enough, even though I didn't milk for sympathy and presented happy... that haunts me too.
So rather than even think about the nightmare beset me, I just keep on keeping on as best I can, do my usual good Samaritan work for people, avoid the drink, have marathon sex with women (did I say I really love women:- I was faithful for 36 years +2) which usually includes some moderated beer, Sambuca and 43
I had 36 years to figure out a cure for depression and the best I could come up with was to avoid trying to offer logical cures and shut my mouth when I wanted to say e.g. "cheer up, you have nothing to worry about, why are you so sad, smile, take a pill, don't you love me anymore, not again ...." It seems even depressants don't know how to offer advice to depressants, so people like me should just stand by to give support.
Wayne (&Rumpole et al) I'm here to give you support if you want it