Dear SadSoul: “I asked for help moving a wardrobe and got told no“- I would have said YES!

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“How do I have a friend who’s there for more than the food?“- I would be such a friend irl! As much as I love my favorite kinds of food (extra-cheese pizza, extra- and I mean ALL cheese, melted), I’d turn my back on the cheese and attend to SadSoul!

Oh girl. No one has ever wanted to be my friend in such a simple uncomplicated way. I love cheese and I love pizza so I think we’d best find somewhere that does an excellent version of this deliciousness. I’ll make mulled wine to drink with it and light my little fire pit so we can sit outside and enjoy the evening. 

“Telling myself we had a nice evening and feeling ungrateful and horrible because the only nice thing for me was their pleasure in the nice food, the rest was just me alone creating that half an hour of pleasure for them”– pleasure is in getting to know SadSoul, the pleasure of knowing each other. I’d leave the food, and focus on you: tell me more about SadSoul, and let me tell you about me.

Tell me more about you. What I know so far is that you’re very finely built so a few cheese pizzas are in order, you get aeons in comfy old jeans with a pony tail, and your need some turquoise clothing to top up your wardrobe that’s become quite bare. I know a few other things, some very sad things, but I’m going to focus on the good things. I know that you are kind and caring. You are proof there are beautiful people in the world. You’re strong. You’re intelligent and you research things so you can understand and share your knowledge. Hmmm. Lucky me to be able to find a study place with understanding and thoughtfulness in you. 

I want to know so much more! If only the world were smaller, we could pick a place, get fish and chips and take them there, and have a picnic getting to know each other. PS you can have all the fish 😂

“I’m scared…”- I am scared too. I don’t know of anyone who is not scared. Do you know of any person, anywhere, who is not scared?

I don’t really know anyone anymore. This made me think though. My very best, dominating and controlling friend, well she was just as scared as I was of being alone and unloved. Her demands were really just her way of reaffirming her value. Mostly her motivation was not mean but unfortunately how she demanded from me to affirm herself was selfish and sometimes mean. I went on a google mission after reading your things above. Almost all of it was us. 

THANK YOU beautiful Anita and I’m apologising for running away before I could handle so much kindness. Even now I’m starting to cry. I’m so very touched. Need cheesy pizza and mulled wine and fire and your company to help enjoy them all.

PS I’m still feeling guilty I didn’t now last week. The only solution to the guilt is to mow. Except I’m so tired. So instead I’m trying to distract myself with easier tasks and the internet. Such value, such unmowed grass… 😂

Oooh! We’re awake at the same time! That’s pretty cool.

Hot baths are good for sore shoulders. Sore anything really. Then an anti inflammatory of some kind and a good sleep. I often have much soreness from my sporting adventures. If only my muscles would catch up with the idea that I’d you use them lots they don’t hurt so much 😂

I have a chai latte, the unhealthy sweet sachet kind, and am doing the nothing again. I never used to have a sweet tooth but since I entered the dark years I’ve developed one.

My stove top is clean after many months of not being. I vaguely remember you undertook this task a while back. It’s highly overrated 😂

😂 You are good at guessing

I’m still awake. I’m spooking around, frustrated with myself because I’m tired and don’t want to move, so instead I’m up and down doing little things.

Are you still awake?