People who changed your life but you don't really talk to anymore... GO!
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Yeah, I'm mainly a vocalist, but I played clarinet for years, so I'm not new to the whole practicing an instrument thing. Piano just has that extra layer of difficulty because my hand eye coordination sucks, so playing two different parts in separate hands while also keeping track of where I am in the music is super challenging for me.
Mindfulness meditation has come in very handy for me at various points in my life. I used to struggle badly with rejection dysphoria before I knew what it was, and mindfulness meditation helped with that. I like the idea of applying mindfulness to this situation. Thanks for pointing that out; I think that could be very helpful!
5 earlier, chillin at about a 3 now.
I'm heading to a conference that several of my friends from NM that I haven't seen since I moved this past summer are also attending. Super psyched to get to hang out with them!
I don't have one; I don't feel able to make that kind of weekly commitment right now, but I'm sure that would make a big difference. It's been going okay; I practice a few hours each week, but it's usually in one go, which I'm sure is not the best way to go about it. I've definitely been improving, not as fast as I would like, but I'm trying to be gentle with myself about that.
Forcing myself not to stare down other people's misbehaving children with the "teacher look" when out in public.
I’m so sorry. Losing a parent is one of the hardest things. I don’t know if anything anyone told me when I lost my dad unexpectedly really consoled me. Time has helped. It was like waves of grief that eventually grew further apart. Don't be afraid to smile and even laugh when reminiscing. It feels strange at first, but it's good to be able to do that. Sending virtual hugs.
So sorry you're going through this. Glad you were able to make it there to see him.
One I would describe as more of an acquaintance. We have a really good mutual friend, but we pretty much only hang out in group settings. We get along well, but there's not much binding us together.
Another is actually more like a brother at this point. We tried to be friends initially after the breakup, but we were both pretty immature and shitty about it at the time. I ended up cutting off contact and then reached out several months later after emotions had cooled down. We're not as close as we used to be, but we care a lot about each other, and I do think he'll always be like family to me.
This week is going fine so far, but last week I said goodbye to my kitty buddy, Ralph. He was 18. I've known him his whole life, and he's lived with me for most of it. (A friend of mine left him with me when she moved and couldn't take him with her.) This guy has been by my side through so many changes in life, always the sweetest of cuddle buddies. I still keep expecting him to hop up on my lap when I sit down.
I'm not really interested in oil changes, but my Chevy bolt is chugging along just fine. Anything but Tesla.
That's so cool. My 9th grade English teacher and my 10th and 12th grade history teacher definitely impacted me. I want to track them down, but I'm also kind of afraid that they're dead.