Question of the Day – No. 485 Which ones of your older wounds open again and again and again? Share this:TwitterFacebookTumblrMoreLinkedInRedditPinterestPocketTelegramWhatsAppSkypeEmailLike this:Like Loading... 23 thoughts on “Question of the Day – No. 485” Add yours Betrayal. LikeLiked by 3 people Reply My literal size. Being called “little girl.” I’m small, but I’ve been told I’ve got some moxie. Whatever, smaller dogs always bark bigger. And some of ’em really do have that big dog fight. Or, “How old are you? You look soo young!” “Well howdy, how old are you? Why do you ask?” appearances tell you a lot about a book but not enough to know the ending. LikeLiked by 4 people Reply Oh wow, that’s so sad. I am short too, but I don’t look younger than my age. LikeLiked by 2 people Reply Agism is an -ism. For all numbers lol LikeLiked by 4 people I hear you! I’m just over five feet tall, and am also a high school teacher. I can’t even tell you how many times I’ve had people say, “I thought you were a student!” I try to take it as a compliment, but it often feels very dismissive. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Very! And it happens at the grocery store, the tire shop. With kids people look at me really weird. We joke about it a lot lol it’s one of the reasons tho that I didn’t go on to do the hard work you already did. LikeLiked by 2 people The ones that were caused by the hands of friendship LikeLiked by 3 people Reply Losing my Dad at a young age. I don’t deal with death well. I think I would have had more confidence and done more if he was in my corner. I never got a chance to know him well and scraps of his history are extremely interesting but we never had a chance to discuss his decades in the service and war experiences. Or his travels to both the north and south poles on naval expeditions or many other things about life. LikeLiked by 5 people Reply I’m so sorry for your loss. That must’ve been very traumatic. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Death is the only thing, if any, that I find myself unable to “comprehend” – feels exactly like my system “crashes” , if I were a computer ! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Perhaps you could read books on similar experiences of other retired Dads’ (biographies), and your mind might try to fill in. Experiences at a coarse scale are often similar, though not same. Extrapolate. LikeLike Reply Don’t blame yourself. Communication is a two way street. I almost never talk to my dad (he’s alive) and if we do it’s about semi’s and driving. We both should call each other but we both have a lot of pride I guess. LikeLike Reply Being only conditionally accepted by my parents from infancy on. LikeLiked by 4 people Reply Feeling unloved and alone as a kid LikeLiked by 4 people Reply My best friend committing suicide when we were juniors in high school. I’m 61 now. I’ve never gotten over it. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply My stepfather crawling into my bed. It’s always there as if it were yesterday. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply That’s hard to write. Let alone…. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply My health fails and feeling like I can never do enough to stop recurring episodes of illness LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Hehe… Intrusive LikeLike Reply The need to be Loved Unconditionally…that who I AM is simply enough. BElonging wherever I am. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Feeling worthy. LikeLike Reply Second-guessing myself and regret over life choices made early one. Time to let that sucker go! LikeLike Reply Guess my mum’s early loss LikeLike Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.