The New Me And Our Quest To Become Debt Free And Have Self Belief

moonlightpjs

MinnieSpender wrote: »

A definite alteration of approach needed, m'dear. After reading your post I tootled off to put an extra pair of knickers ON.

:rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl:

MinnieSpender

southernscouser wrote: »

:rotfl:

You still off men?

And I know you secretly do want me. You just find it hard to admit to yourself, let alone others!

:rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl: at your first comment. As to the second:

Oh yes, SS, I'm really struggling to come to terms! :rotfl:

southernscouser

MinnieSpender wrote: »

A definite alteration of approach needed, m'dear. After reading your post I tootled off to put an extra pair of knickers ON.

Thats only coz the thought of me peeling them off is so great that you want me to do it twice! :rotfl:

MinnieSpender

weller711 wrote: »

:rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl:

It's good to see you laugh, weller. Remember, whatever your problems, always remember to raise a titter.

SS will help you in everyway he can!

MinnieSpender

southernscouser wrote: »

Thats only coz the thought of me peeling them off is so great that you want me to do it twice! :rotfl:

Easy, tiger. You also need to be able to picks locks.

southernscouser

MinnieSpender wrote: »

Easy, tiger. You also need to be able to picks locks.

You're a hard nut to crack but I will persevere!

MinnieSpender

southernscouser wrote: »

You're a hard nut to crack but I will persevere!

God loves a tryer.

*zippy*

Weller nice to see your diary active again, hope it has helped a little writing it down and to know how much support you have on here.

Well done on the weight loss :grouphug:

Jo4

Well done on your weight loss.

Toto

Yay I'm really pleased your diary is back. Want a diet buddy? I'm going to lose a stone if it kills me before the september blackpool thing. I'm on anti depressants too and they don't help the dieting do they? which ones are you on? I have good old prozac.

I started to feel like you do about going out just before I started on them. I've no idea where it came from, a bout of PMS which I couldn't get over. But I got really paranoid, gave work away left right and centre because I thought I was crap and everyone knew it and were talking about me. I just felt fat and useless and I'm not even that fat. People kept telling me I was great (which of course is true:rotfl: ) but I felt they were just saying that, because that's what you do when someone is depressed. I even felt strange about coming here because every time I posted I thought people were thinking, oh shut up you stupid cow, what do you know. I hated seeing my name, even my username on here. This seemed to happen overnight with no particular stimulus. Elantan made me go to the doctors in the end after crying my eyes out all morning. I'm glad she did because I feel tons better.

I think maybe you might need some different pills. Something is clearly up, no one is talking about you at the school or anywhere else. No one is talking about you in the shops, believe me there are enough people walking around with flabby midrifts sandwiched between (too small) hipster jeans and cropped t shirts complete with belly ring and g string half way up their tattoo-ed backs. Those people go out dressed like that to stop people even thinking about what you and I are up to. Bless them. No offence to anyone who wears g strings or has tattoos intended, but you know all of that on a girl who is clearly a size 18 cutting off her circulation in a size 12.

I think inviting some of Sams school friends home is a fab idea. Then he doesn't have to play with the nasty kid. Oh and since when was it ok for a 4-5 year old to smash toys? 12 months maybe they know no better, but does she not understand what the phrase 'quit that you little brat' was invented for?