You would think by now, the year 2015, we would all seem to be able to get along here in the USA.
For some reason things just look as though they’re getting worse everyday for whatever the reason.
The tension between police and civilians are high, racial tension seems to be worse than just a few years ago.
I read all the analytics and media stories and I really think the mainstream media is part of the problem.
All we ever get to see is the bad shit, why not some of the good stuff that happens every day.
Instead of the CNN Nancy Bitch show why can’t we just have a half hour of “look at all the cool and nice things that happened today” type show.
I really think we could all use a show like that when we get home and relax after dinner rather than listening to some crazy woman screaming.
Peace to all,
“Variety is the spice of life.” That’s what one of the first “good guys” I dated said when asked about what he thought about monogamy. We were at a party and all heads seemed to turn in my direction. I was known as a pretty strong person back then (::cough- bitch-:cough: cough ) and they were all waiting for me to hand his ass to him on a platter. I wish I could say that I shot something back that knocked him down a notch and he begged for forgiveness as I finished his beer. All I remember is the people staring and the sunken feeling in my stomach when I realized he wasn’t who I thought he was. He was supposed to be my good guy, my life’s reward for not choosing my normal dope smoking, law-breaking rebel. I saw him as my possible soul mate until that moment. We’d made mistakes but we were ready for a chance at something real. I thought that we both felt that our bond was special and that we didn’t need to look out side of the relationship for, well, anything.
I’ve always dated the edgy ones or the guys that parents loved but his peers knew to be trouble. I jumped from one cheater to another through most of my teens and young twenties. Sometimes I strayed too but mostly I faithfully stuck by my cheating man. I hear “Good guys finish last” in movies and from “good guy” friends. Do guys really think we don’t date them because they are sweet, loyal and kind? More importantly, do guys really think women want someone who treats them bad? Bad boys don’t pretend I’m their only one and make grand declarations of undying love. He might be “bad” but at least he’s honest about it. The rebel might not come out and say that he’s up to no good but you know that he knows that you know and everyone must know –you know. A confusing bit of honesty but honesty none the less.
In my opinion, women shy away from the good guys because those relationships cut the deepest. The confusing honesty of a rebel is easier to take than the knife to the heart we get from someone who treats us like a queen while he’s trying to score with the ladies in waiting. We get wrapped up in the smoke and mirrors of someone who makes us feel special as we fall in love and allow our protective walls to crumble. Then a text is seen or an e-mail and, for the really unlucky ones, a lover’s conversation–None of them for us. Something dies in a woman’s soul when that happens. We may try to mend the relationship but it will never be the same. A cut might stop bleeding but the skin, the protective covering, is forever altered.
No one is above cheating. No one is immune to feeling special when given attention. I’m not even sure if women and men should be monogamous. Could the dynamic of “good guy” – “bad boy” or even the feelings of falling in and out of love just be nature’s way of making sure we don’t get to comfortable with one person. Maybe “Variety is the spice of life” and I’ve been trying to make the wrong recipe.
This was written by Doreen Virtue. I liked it so much that I thought I should share it with everyone, especially now when things are so difficult for so many. I hope this can help allot of people get through these tuff times.
To increase your secure feelings about money, try these methods:
1. Write your worries or concerns and put them in a special box (I call it a God Box) as a physical demonstration of “letting go and letting God” help you with the issues.
2. Write a letter to God, spelling out all of your feelings and what you need help with. Put this letter face-up on your altar or the location where you most-often pray. I’ve had miraculous results over the years with this method.
3. Write any fears on a piece of paper and then put that paper in the freezer compartment of your refrigerator. When you “freeze the fears,” the problem is rapidly resolved.
4. Keep asking yourself: “What is the blessing within this situation?” There’s always a silver lining to every seeming problem.
5. Use my favorite Louise Hay affirmation: “Out of this situation, only good will come!” The more that you affirm this, the more peaceful you will feel. And a peaceful mind attracts and creates wonderful solutions.
Love and Blessings,
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