The Shed 13

originally posted by: GoShredAK

Hey Shred follow Gordis' advice and good things will come to you. Patience is the word.

What other titles are there if its not too much to ask? I could come up with a good idea or two for new custom titles we could earn....

There are several others : Owner( HA HA) Administrator (equally unobtainable), Moderator, Super Moderator. And then there are the "mortal" titels: Writer, Fighter, Scholar. These are all earned by hard work.
I earned my status twelve years ago by simply doing what I love to do, I didn't participate in writing duals, (not competitive) but just splattered words on this open beautiful, ever new canvas, ATS.
Have no doubt, people notice articulate, heartfelt, authentic, expression. Even more I think than the intermittent story line composed to draw attention.

Anyway I ask because I want that Writer status

Go write Shred, comment, engage, be you who ever that may be. There is room here to become more than you ever thought you could be. There is encouragement, constructive critique and space to make mistakes.

Oh you poor thing.

a reply to: Gordi The Drummer
Have you seen a doctor?
It could be something serious. Like "Men-opause". I know there are treatments for such malaise, all though they are mostly anecdotal remedies passed on by women who have witnessed this condition. I will refrain from referring to physical alterations suggested, but you could purchase a motorcycle, go bungee jumping off some cliff into a raging Atlantic Ocean. Join the Sirius patrol in Greenland or volunteer for some obscure mind-altering scientific experiment.
You could all ways take up knitting or lobster fishing.
Just kidding mate. Now you get better.

a reply to: swanne

Hey Swanne so good to see you back and kicking. I noticed you referred to several new threads and that you had been down a slope? I all ways like to hear how people manage to get out of those places and what they have learned. So share if you feel like it or just PM.

Hello I am soaring, looking for any life forms. Elves, dragons any one, Kittens?

Well life isn't all that good in the land of WIS but a dear friend of mine has roused my rescue instincts.
Mind you the only reason I can relate this is because ATS provides anonymity. I don't exist. And that is how I like it other wise I wood be on FakeBook ranting and exposed.
I should put this some where else, sorry guys.
Just pray for a peaceful out come for this poor victim.

I must admit Life is a little confusing. Such a long tale. I am not going to pretend it is easy. I run into this conundrum all the time.
How is it you look at some people and they just float through things as if nothing ever bothers them? they are the ones who tell you " Oh every thing will be fine" and close the door in your face. I don't get it. How can they look at them selves without thinking " I am a hypocrite" but they don't.
UPS sorry for the rant.

a reply to: WalkInSilence

I will try and change a few of your perceptions if I may.

How is it you look at some people and they just float through things as if nothing ever bothers them? they are the ones who tell you " Oh every thing will be fine" and close the door in your face.

Your perception is that they just float easily whereas, they may just be very good at not letting their problems show. Many do this out of a sense of privacy, others because of embarrassment.

Perhaps closing the door is a defense mechanism that if you could see their inner thoughts may be, jeez, I have enough problems I can not take on yours, I do not have the fortitude to do that.

Of course, they also may be the type that simply don't care about others, and we all do that to some extent. When was the last time you thought of the undiscovered tribes is the amazon rain forests?

Well life isn't all that good in the land of WIS but a dear friend of mine has roused my rescue instincts.

Well and good and it clearly shows your basic caring nature. If you are not well, then put yourself and your own mental and physical health first. If you do not do this you may end up harming yourself.

On the other hand, helping others can be a huge tonic to satisfy your helping nature and that has its own rewards.

P

a reply to: pheonix358

Oh my, thank you, you wonderful bird of eternal renewal. So absolutely wonderful to see you. And your insightful reply. Intriguing and challenging. "How often do we think of others?"
Thank you for using precious time.

a reply to: WalkInSilence

In RL I am a counselor. It comes easy to me and I like helping when I know I can help change a perception.

Time is not precious, you are!

Thanks for the reply.

P

a reply to: WalkInSilence
a reply to: pheonix358

What a truly lovely discourse the two of you have had.

Time is not precious, you are!

Yes...this ^^^^^

BOO! Just got here. Going to catch up from the previous page. Hello to whoever is here!

Bird, So glad you had such a wonderful Birthday! I just loved the pics that you shared with us! Nature is so healing and rejuvenating. 6 miles? Good Lord, I would have died! LOL

Shred, I see Gordi answered your questions about getting the writer's title. For other titles, I think you have to ask a Mod.

Gordi, you poor sick baby. I hope I don't catch it. Don't kiss me. Thank you! I guess the healing pixies don't know their way to Scotland or they are trying out every pub in sight.

Shep, You're right, "The only bad question is a question not asked."


John, It was Jane/Angelchemuel who brought the original Shed people together in a Valentine thread. From there our other Jane/jacygirl is the one who started the first shed. Yay, another story entry! Thank you!!!!!


CC, Love todays count down card for Syx!

Wis, 'Men-opause' bahahaha! That was good! I wish you peace and strength in your stuggles through life. I take one day at a time and when that isn't even working, I find diversions like reading, watching a great movie, listening to music, talking to a close friend etc. You always know you can reach out and I will be here for you. HUGS! I see Pheonix said something I would about other people and how they seem to float through things, but it doesn't mean they are.

Pheonix, You are a wise and insightful man and Wolf guardian of the Shedlands. Thank you for being here for our lovely Wis, and for being you! She has helped me with her kind words, compassion and friendship and makes a difference in my life.

a reply to: WalkInSilence

In case you didn't see my thread, I thought I drop this in here too. A guitar made of Harley parts. I love old American Scooters, and guitars too

a reply to: visitedbythem


Sweet! I commented in your thread!



How are you tonight Hun?

I just love this song! It has our very own ATS member Ptenjakin (Alex Famous) and his pretty young friend doing a duet. Awesome!



His latest vid...

Holy good day batman!

Six months ago I lost my job for testing positive for cannabis for a random drug test.

This was devastating to say the least.

I descended into a depressive state while my wife pushed herself to near breaking point working for a small town restaurant where she was eventually mistreated. I was barely able to watch the kids I was so defeated and mentally weak.

This experience has put one heck of a strain on our relationship, and it was 100% my fault.

Eventually I began to snap out of my self pity and feel a sense of optimism. I started thinking positive and rediscovering my ability to tap into the Law of Attraction, or receive help from God. I am unsure whether those two are even separate.

During the past eight days I was constantly talking about my belief in the LOA, I started to feel the energy shifting in my favor. I had a strong feeling that I would find a job by the end of this week. Literally by tonight. I proclaimed with near certainty to my wife and my mother that somehow this would come true. I had a small sense of doubt, but a stronger belief.

I don't think anybody thought it would happen except for myself. I don't think anyone realized I actually believed what I was saying. I think they thought I was being desperately and irrationally optimistic.

Earlier this afternoon I received an unexpected call from my Employer who had to terminate me. It was my old boss who took it upon himself to make sure I was the first to get the position. Until that point I was under the impression it would likely be six months to a year before a spot opened up.

It just so happened that the new hire left to join the military, and my supervisors were being honest when they told me they would gladly take me back in the future. I respect them for judging me based on my character and quality of work rather than whether I am pro-cannabis or not.

I felt so freaking hopeless for the majority of these six months. I felt like if I didn't get it together fast I would have lost all that is dear to me, yet for awhile I felt too weak to take the trash out, or socialize with anyone. It was truly awful. More so for her probably, which is a scary thought.

I am thrilled my intuition was real. Having the universe seem to manifest this critical opportunity will likely become one of the most pivotal moments of my life. I have gained a clear perspective into what my priorities are. Never again could I possibly value them out of order.

I feel like it is Go time for myself, no more potential chains or back dwelling monkeys. Those hindrances gone, Along with a hardship fortified sense of love for my family that has gone from impervious, to the epitome of true love beyond all else.

I have not felt so happy in far too long. Meaning my family has felt this way as well. I feel so blessed to have the opportunity and means to fix this......

I mean I really needed this you guys........It was not supposed to happen, yet it did.....

Thanks for the encouragement about writing by the way. I totally read it all and was happy reading the kind words

a reply to: GoShredAK

Awesome turn around Shred! You Rock!!


I am Totally Happy for You, and Your Family that things are finally going Your way!!
I wonder if You, like I, am looking forward to Spring?! I have been trying to kick the winter blahhhhs.

I should add that I had just a moment to post this to You, and am heading for Dragon Dreams...
Please Forgive My 'Post'nRun'...

I hope I can catch You here again soon, when I've more time.
G'Night to You, and Lurkers too.

a reply to: SyxPak
Thank you Syx! I wouldn't be proclaiming how wonderful I feel if I hadn't just endured months of depression, anxiety, stress, and letting my family down............I am so accustomed to struggle that anything beyond feeling just OK, is like winning the lottery. I am getting this kick from my newfound desire for health and success, and the simple fact that I will be employed.......
My point is I have learned I don't need much, literally seeing my family happy and with a roof over their heads is all I need to feel successful as a man. The prospect of loosing a family really puts things into perspective.

I have another thing to really look forward to though. I have not lived sober for over 15 years. I worked my way through a long list of bad habits on my way to this point in time. Each time I broke a habit I would replace it with something that eventually became as problematic as the one before.

I literally had to learn it all the hard way......not including the illegal stuff, I had several bouts of mental tug o war caused by anti-anxiety meds and antidepressants...... Which barely preceded years of drinking that would have been perfectly at home on an episode of intervention.

A year ago I thought I was done but ended up having a big problem with Kratom which came as a godsend and left as nothing but regret..........

it was only a few weeks ago when I once again thought I had rid myself of all demons only to try the prescription medication "lyrica," I fell in love as it worked wonders for my anxiety and depression.....

I knew damn well what I was getting into but had submitted to the influence of addiction. I become someone else and actually believe all my justifications. It is madness.

....The lyrica may help if used properly but I don't think I am capable. It is too much like a benzodiazepine yet with an added potential for major euphoria. In a matter of days that fades and the good feelings are replaced with the symptoms of drastic changes to the GABA In our brain. It feels just like Benzodiazepine withdrawal which makes sense since those drugs target the same neurotransmitter.

I have to say, GABA drug withdrawals such as the ones attached to Xanax or lyrica, alcohol as well, for example, Are complete despair, it is a living hell. Potentially fatal in severe cases.

You become uncomfortable in your own skin and like an unwelcome intruder within your own mind. It can leave a person completely stripped of their life-force, and there is no way to tell how long it'll last. Anywhere from a few months to a few years. It is maddening living with a multitude of utterly relentless symptoms while maintaining a sense of calm knowing a seizure could strike hard at any moment.

I recently emerged from this latest fog in a place I would call my rock bottom. My wife seemed to be infuriated with me to a level I have never seen. I was confused and felt so stupid trying to make sense of the previous few days while being attacked as if I had just been caught cheating. I started to feel withdrawals which left me feeling lost.

I couldn't believe I may have had messed up my GABA again. I recreated what I consider the worst time of my life, even tho I was somehow fortunate enough to start feeling better after 12-14 days.

I was having a very difficult time trying to accept the reality, the worst part was I know I had exhausted all of my wife's patience with me always feeling terrible, and I couldn't ever expect her to show sympathy or to have the energy to endure my problems again.......

Thank God those symptoms are fading rapidly, and I have my strength and motivation restoring.

I have had so much time with bad habits that I have developed a genuine disdain for all drugs. They stopped being my friends long ago and I won't miss them or the time they had power over me.

The best possible artificial happiness now seems worthless, while sobriety and a happy family sound like the greatest drug of all. I have never felt this way. I don't have cravings. I have never been so comfortable with giving those habits up. I have never wanted it this bad. It is an epic feeling knowing I will be living with a clarity never before in my mind.

It'll be like a re-birth into a new mind and natural energy that I have never known. It'll be a fresh perspective where the lack of cravings and addictive compulsive thoughts will be an extraordinary weight lifted from these shoulders. I have been maintaining a mostly drug addled life from age fourteen in 01 until very recently. I am excited to be donions.

a reply to: Night Star

Continued from my reply above

The Elf once loved taking to the sky with the wind in her hair, wild and free. Today, she felt nothing but an empty place inside, dark and dead. Storm and Jojopo knew their friend well. They knew that once she came around she would start asking about Taylon. She knew her other Shed friends were ok, but no one had seen or heard any word of the part human, part feline man. They were hoping that he would already be at the Shed or that perhaps Wolf and Hugo would find him along the way. The bitter cold wind stung their eyes as they soared high above, except for Storm as dragons are used to that sort of thing.

Finally their home was in sight. Storm swooped down, landed with ease and lowered his body. Jojopo jumped down and helped Night Star off of Storm's back. He took her by the arm, holding her steady as she tried to walk. She winced at the pain and limped toward the door of the Shed. Faeries and pixies immediately surrounded the wounded Elf wanting to help. "Leave! Leave me this instant!" She lashed out at the little beings. The goblin was quite concerned for her well being, but knew that she needed her space. He also knew that she needed medical attention right away. He had lost Garren who became like a son to him, he did not want to lose the beautiful Elf as well.

"Night, I will bring you to your room, but I shall seek out an Elven healer for you. Do not fight me on this!" He spoke firmly and glared at her waiting for her to defy him, but no words came spilling forth, only a blank stare and silence. When they arrived at her room, there was already an Elven healer waiting. Jojopo heaved a sigh of relief and headed for his own room. It seemed like forever since he was last here.

The healer was named Alorinda. She helped Night to undress and bathed her in a warm bath of herbal potions, dressed her wounds and spoke the ancient words of the Elven high priestesses before helping her to dress in a long white flowing nightgown of silk and lace. Pesky crawled out from the hood of the velvet cloak. Alorinda gently picked her up, looked for any signs of injury and found none. Satisfied she cleaned her up and put the Pixie to bed in a flower on the nightstand, covering her with a tiny soft blanket before sitting in a corner by the fire to keep watch.

Awwww Shred, I am so happy to hear that things have turned around for you and the family! That is such wonderful news! Yay!!!!! Hugs!

Night Syx, sweet dreams!

Hello whoever is lurking in the shadows!