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( 3 / 112 )Like so many others, I have lost my job. I cried for days and days, felt so bad. I have a family to help support, a child in college, but only recently did it dawn on me that this might be the best thing that ever happened to me. It gives me the chance and the time to figure out what I should be doing, what might excite me, and to slow down, to reset. That's not to say I'm not still afraid, but now some of that fear gets to be excitement too. At my age, to become someone else? At moments, I feel young again, and I'm grateful.
Submitted by: Molly
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( 3 / 115 )I must thank all the powers behind it, for 50 years, healthy, happy, kicking, clawing, creating.
Submitted by: Superman
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( 3 / 105 )I don't advocate cheating on your husband or wife. I don't mean to suggest to anybody to do what I did, to sin, but I did -- I slept with a man who is not my husband. My husband, who is older than me, lost interest in sex years ago. He encouraged me to go outside our marriage, but I was raised Catholic and wouldn't dream of it. I love him, honor him. Then I met this guy at a friend's party. There was this instant thing -- playful, sweet, and really sensual. After a few months of saying no, trying to be a friend to this new man, I did sleep with him. Ever since, I have felt reborn, alive, desirable, freer in my body and mind. I am so grateful and especially grateful for the understanding that sinning is sometimes about freedom. Sometimes it is about loving yourself.
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( 3.2 / 139 )i am grateful that life gave me the oppurtunity to revisit my mistakes till i got the lesson no matter how bad it was. i used to blame karma fate destiny murphys law, never felt life was fair or even close, like i always was paying for my past mistakes, i blamed everyone for everything, kept wondering why i was always in a mess till i grabbed on to the thought i am in control of my life, my thought and focus bring what i put in and get from the universe
Submitted by: Viki Larson
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( 3 / 140 )So I'm sad a lot. Not always but a lot, and I've always been ashamed. I pretend I'm happy. I work on it, go to therapy, but life's hard and sometimes it's a shitbox of nonsense and woes, and then I met this guy. We've just become friends. He's an easy-going type, not someone who passes judgment much. He tells me he needs a good deep melancholy here and there. It makes him feel human. He asks me if I might prefer being sad. I said no straightaway, but then I had to admit I do, sometimes. At the very least it means my heart's open. I'm alive and feeling even if it's not the circus and birthday and balloons kind of stuff. I've been trying to talk myself out of it for years, but what I didn't know is that you can be happy being sad.
Submitted by: Rickie
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( 3.1 / 100 )I've been sad for some days. I can't say why exactly. The reasons shift, but today something changed. Maybe I slept well. Maybe I ate better than usual or maybe it was just time. I loved life today -- everything about it, even the subway. I loved it all and I'm grateful.
Submitted by: Anne
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( 2.7 / 94 )Life is hard, and I'm grateful to those people out there, from writers to pundits, holy men to cartoon characters, who remind us that we can't personalize all that goes wrong for us. Stuff does, despite one's best efforts, despite all the wishing and hoping and praying, and will go wrong. We have to fail sometimes, and we have to accept it as part of the human contract, not as a defect or terrible sentence. Along these lines, there was a series in Newsweek recently that collected brief essays from accomplished women. Many of them said that failing was the necessary step or several steps before (and often in tandem with) success. Most of us are not taught this -- to allow ourselves to fail, to try, even if we don't or won't succeed. We creep around avoiding mistakes, avoiding unpleasantness; we live with so much fear. I shake free of that sometimes and am also grateful. A poem put me in mind of all this today. It's by Jane Hirshfield. It reads: "Even now,/decades after,/I wash my face with cold water--/Not for discipline, nor memory, nor the icy awakening slap,/but to practice/choosing/to make the unwanted wanted."
Submitted by: Dolores
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