Topic : Depression

Quote From: yesyoucan

I loved that confident assertion: "...no one else lives behind these eyes." SELF MATTERS includes Labelfree. Hugs and prayers, SEA

Quote From: mernziepoo

Hi 29, I thought that I would have to change my ID as well, but as it turns out if you go to the site and then push a button to receive a letter, than you can keep your old ID and just agree to renew it.

 

All that aside...How have you been? When the site shut down I realized that I didn't even have your email address, so there were a lot of you that I felt really cut off from. Beachsmile has been in touch with me on All-poetry, and also Labelfree, Scarlet, Kyes18, and TY. My husband continued to check for me to see that the boards were up and running and today was the first day!

 

(((((((Big Country Hugs)))))))Mar.

Quote From: yesyoucan

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESSE

H appy Birthday Jesse of Finland
A ngels and saints surround you today and always
P rayers prayed for smiles all year round and beyond
P eople you know here lovingly say
Y es, Jesse's birthday is a very special day


B e of good cheer of the fine young gentleman you are
I nviting self confidence to appreciate your self worth
R emember SELF MATTERS includes Jesse each and every day
T aking time to pat yourself on the back too instead of be blue
H appy thoughts be your companion the rest of your life
D elightful smiles grace your face every day
A mazing grace miracles line the path of your destiny
Y our highly thought of by all you've met here

J esse is very intelligent and has so many talents to share
E specially his kindness and compassion for others
S ending the happiest birthday wishes to shine a "thousand points of light"
S ee, Jesse, you are dear to the hearts of people around the world
E ven in Dallas, Texas, HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Jesse is sent via cyber flight

Quote From: mjkkas

The Pink Dress

There was this little girl sitting by herself in the park.
Everyone passed by her and never stopped to see why she looked so sad.
Dressed in a worn pink dress, barefoot and dirty, the girl just sat
and watched the people go by.

She never tried to speak.
She never said a word.
Many people passed by her, but no one would stop.

The next day I decided to go back to the park in curiosity to see
if the little girl would still be there.
Yes, she was there, right in the very spot where she was
yesterday, and still with the same sad look in her eyes.

Today I was to make my own move and walk over to the little girl.
For as we all know, a park full of strange people is not a place
for young children to play alone.

As I got closer I could see the back of the little girl's dress.
It was grotesquely shaped.
I figured that was the reason people just passed by and made no
effort to speak to her.

Deformities are a low blow to our society and, heaven forbid if
you make a step toward assisting someone who is different.
As I got closer, the little girl lowered her eyes slightly to
avoid my intent stare.
As I approached her, I could see the shape of her back more
clearly.

She was grotesquely shaped in a humped over form.

I smiled to let her know it was OK; I was there to help, to talk.
I sat down beside her and opened with a simple, "Hello."
The little girl acted shocked, and stammered a "hi"; after a long
stare into my eyes.

I smiled and she shyly smiled back.
We talked until darkness fell and the park was completely empty.
I asked the girl why she was so sad.

The little girl looked at me with a sad face said, "Because, I'm
different."
I immediately said, "That you are!"; and smiled.
The little girl acted even sadder and said, "I know."
 

"Little girl," I said, "you remind me of an angel, sweet and
innocent."

She looked at me and smiled, then slowly she got to her feet and
said,
 

"Really?"

"Yes, you're like a little Guardian Angel sent to watch
over all people walking by."
She nodded her head yes, and smiled.

With that she opened the back of her pink dress and allowed her
wings to spread, then she said "I am."
"I'm your Guardian Angel," with a twinkle in her eye.

I was speechless -- sure I was seeing things.
She said, "For once you thought of someone other than yourself.
My job here is done".

I got to my feet and said, "Wait, why did no one stop to help an
angel?"

She looked at me, smiled, and said, "You're the only one that
could see me," and then she was gone.

And with that, my life was changed dramatically.
 

So, when you think you're all you have, remember, your angel is
always watching over you.

Like the story says, we all need someone...

And, every one of your friends is an Angel in their own way.
The value of a friend is measured in the heart.
 

I hope your Guardian Angel watches over you always. 

  

mj 

Quote From: labelfree

Oh well maybe they scrubbed the whole darn thing!  Thank you for the cross and the hands  xoxoxo

Quote From: helena309

its so ok.talking about sex is embarrassing to me too.so your not alone.i might not understand what it is like having a husband but i know what it is like for somone to verbally abuse me and other things.trust me i dont like talking about sex either not even with my bf.so just try your best to calm down ok.and dont worry i have to go to the doctors myself because of what my ex did to me.and just like i tell everyone else i might be young but i deal with adult problems.

Quote From: forever_29

  

Teen Poverty in America 

  

I just spent several hours observing teenagers hanging out at our local mall. I came to the conclusion many teenagers in America today are living in poverty. Most young men I observed didn't even own a belt; there was not one among the whole group. But that wasn't the sad part. Many were wearing their daddy's jeans. The jeans were so big and baggy they hung low on their hips, exposing their underwear. I know some must have been ashamed their daddy was short, because his jeans hardly went below their knees. They weren't even their daddies' good jeans, for most had holes ripped in the knees and a dirty look to them.

It grieved me, in a modern, affluent society like America, there are people who can't afford a decent pair of jeans. I was thinking about asking my church to start a jeans drive for "poor kids at the mall." 

Then on Christmas Eve, I could go Christmas caroling and distribute jeans to these poor teenagers. But here is the saddest part..... it was the girls they were hanging out with that disturbed me most.  

I've never, in all of my life, seen such poverty-stricken girls. These girls had the opposite problem of the guys . They all had to wear their little sisters clothes. Their jeans were about 5 sizes too small! I don't know how they could put them on, let alone button them up. Their jeans barely went over their hipbones. Most also had on their little sister's top; it hardly covered their midsections. Oh, they were trying to hold their heads up with pride, but it was a sad sight to see these almost grown women wearing children's clothes.

However, it was their underwear that bothered me most. They, like the boys, because of the improper fitting of their clothes, had their underwear exposed. I never saw anything like it. It looked like their underwear was only held together by a single piece of string. I know it saddens your heart to receive this report on condition of our American teenagers. While I go to bed every night with a closet full of clothes nearby, there are millions of "mall girls" who barely have enough material to keep it together. I think their "poorness" is the 2 groups gather at the mall, boys with their short daddies' ripped jeans, and girls wearing their younger sisters' clothes. The mall is one place where they can find acceptance. 

  

So, next time you are at the mall, doing your shopping, and you pass by some of these poor teenagers, would you say a prayer for them? And one more thing ... Will you pray the guys' pants won't fall down, and girls' strings won't break?

I thank you all,
A Concerned Grandmother 

  

I remain, 4 Ever 29