Olivia all over the place

Where can we send you the selfie stick. My treat. :joy:
@M-be-free49

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I could put it out there on my twitter account and I bet it would go viral. :stuck_out_tongue_winking_eye:
@M-be-free49
@Lisa07

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Thank you Lisa and @Dazercat!

I’m not gonna lie. It was pretty f*cking hard to get up! Especially without wrecking it and making it look less like a snow angel and more like the print left behind by, say, a baby wildebeest (or similar awkward, uncoordinated creature) that had a bad landing after being air dropped from a chopper…

I’d have paid dearly for one of you (even if laughing at/with me) to be there to help, but I’m a little bit glad it’s not on video. Probably looks like I need an intervention followed by a good long stretch at finishing school. :joy: :joy: :joy:

And our Olivia is worth every bit of it! :orange_heart:

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I would have been laughing too hard to hold the camera steady while peeing my pants. :rofl::rofl:

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Wow, alot to take in their Olivia

Being totally transparent here I had to Google what PMO was,

But i talked to you in the zoom group essentially being introduced to you for the first time, and your a total blast to be around,

I get the background, dealing with emotionally unavailable parents and being the brunt of your peers. I been there.

But wow, just chatting and getting to know you and your personality your a phenomenal person, dont listen to the negative thoughts and feedback. They are obviously clueless

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That’s so pretty, thank you Emm!!! :two_hearts:

And yes, I how hard it is get up again from the snow. How did we pull it off so gracefully as kids is beyond me!

@Dazercat I vote for a selfie stick for Emm! Or a selfie tripod. Whatever would inspire her to post more selfies on the forum :kissing_heart:

Thank you @Jennajen, @Lisa07, @Squirt :two_hearts:

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Thank you for your acknowledgement Chris. It means a lot me. This forum has and still is helping me shake off insecurities about myself. It’s so fun to meet new people, like you.

I guess you found out that in this context PMO stands for porn, masturbation, orgasm. I’m Canada it means Prime Minister’s Office, I’ve learnt. That would put a whole different spin on things, wouldn’t it, Emm? @M-be-free49 :rofl: :rofl: :rofl:

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No matter what anyone tells you, everyone, including you are all beautiful in their own way. Just because guys call you unattractive or unlovable or bully you doesn’t mean that’s who you are. I was bullied the same way you were and I still struggle with self esteem issues and I’ve been in a relationship for 2 years now still sometimes feeling like I’m not attractive enough for my fiancee. You just gotta tap into your inner self and find that beautiful person you know is there but don’t want to admit is there because of your flaws. Anyone can fuck up, anyone can feel bad. You aren’t alone and many people like me, male or female have gone through the same struggle. Pornography destroyed my parents marriage through excessive viewing by my father who got himself addicted to masturbation and alcohol when my mother was not home which quickly spiraled into something worse and then them divorcing when I turned 16, plus high school for me was hell because people liked to torment me for being autistic and having ADHD to the point I hated myself and the way I looked. Never give up on yourself, you are worth it Olivia

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Here’s one from Piglet :wink:

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@Olivia

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How lovely! :two_hearts: :pig:

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Thank you for sharing your story. I’m sorry you’ve had to deal with so much shit too. From your pics I see a happy little family and that’s so beautiful :two_hearts:
And thank you for your kind words. They’re meaningful to me.

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Your amazing @Olivia, amazing♥️

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Actually according to google, it was Project Management Office.

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Been thinking about my daughter a lot today and yesterday. I took your advice from awhile back and sent her a good morning text and told her how much I loved her and how wonderful she is and stuff. Thanks for being here. She’s probably going to write back and ask me if everything if everything is ok Dad? But I can live with that.
You are a blessing.
:pray:t2::heart:

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That is so sweet. It really doesn’t matter how old she is, her heart still needs her Dad. I’m glad you did that. Makes my heart smile. And thank you for being here, too :heart: :tulip:

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D110

“You seem like a person who wears her heart on a sleeve.”
Someone said this to me not long ago. I got the gist of it but had to find a proper definition. They were 100% accurate. I am.

My first thought was “yes, that’s my problem”. Then I started meditating about it and caught myself at the word “problem”. It does cause me problems but what is the actual problem?

If you’ve read this thread you’d know that my childhood and youth years were lacking in emotional warmth, appreciation, friendships etc. I could have built walls but I didn’t. I could have isolated but I didn’t. No, I’ve always been open and welcoming even on my own expense. I’ve invested myself emotionally into people who let me understand they want to be friends and then gone totally AWOL. There have been guys who have coaxed me out of hiding and then started their manipulation and power games.

I’ve learnt to guard myself a bit in friendships but with dating/relationships I’m usually in deep shit. I get a crush on a guy easily. I have one as I’m writing this but I know we will never be together (he is single too, but there are other reasons that are too personal to be shared here). I’m having a hard time dealing with my emotions towards this man. I understand it’s human to feel this way but dang, it’s like a brain malfunction. I’m once again disappointed and sad being rejected. Rejected over and over again, in so so many friendships and relationships.

An image flashed before my eyes. I saw a little girl in a dark pink dress, standing in pouring rain, holding out her hands with a red heart. Everything around her was grey, even the people who rushed by. The girl was crying audibly and her face was twisted with anguish. No one stopped to look at her. No one heard her. No one cared. No one stayed. I saw myself in that girl, reaching out desperately to no avail. I was furious at the people who didn’t give a shit of a little one who was so soaked that you couldn’t even see her tears.

Then it dawned on me. There is no one, there will never be. There is only me. So I went to the girl and picked her up. I have no idea what to do with her, but I’m done waiting on others.

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Thank you for your kind words. I needed to hear that :blue_heart: :tulip:

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Wow @Olivia

That is powerful, honestly I get it I had often felt the rejection of a thousand souls, often reeling in emotions I settle for less, get attached and destroyed in the meantime all the while I wasn’t very happy, yet better than alone was my mantra. It became more and more apparent I was becoming increasingly depressed and more unhappy and it sunk me farther into substance abuse.

Part of me says we crave the unattainable because it’s almost like winning the lottery to win is against all odds.

On the other hand your a phenomenal young lady, our zoom groups are so much more fun with your presence

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You. Are.Amazing. Loving yourself is the first step. Simply stunning Olivia, stunning.

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Heading back from the gym

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