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Donnie, I know exactly how you feel, I have been in that situation where comes a time when you just can’t take it anymore.
But Cath is absolutely right. I was having some issues with my sister as well, but tonight she came over, we talked a little bit, and she is sleeping right now, next to me on my bed, safe and sound!
So I would recommend also what Cath is saying.
love.
Donnie.
I have an elder brother and I am mad at him at the moment. My beloved brother is letting my family down and i can not express this madness/anger/fear in words.. so it comes out either as having to avoid speaking with him.. or else i would be shouting furiously at him.
the rest of my story’s detail is irrelevant…
but for me i need a lot more time.. ‘quality time’ with my brother.. because so much change is going on and our relationship is losing its bond… this scares me.
i hope somehow this helps.
i am sure she may feel conflicting odds also… so do something different and spend some sister-brother time together perhaps?
;o)
best wishes
Thanks but I’ve tried, I’ve tried it all, she goes into hysteria every time… Really just doing anything ANYTHING to keep away from saying what it is she’s feeling, thinking, she just has a hard time like you said, communicating. Although I think she’s coming around slowly, but I presume this will take time.
But thanks for your response. I’ll try to stay calm!
http://www.scientificamerican.com/article.cfm?id=mercury-spills-trouble-schoolchildren&sc=CAT_MB_20090512
Hi Donnie,
I read with interest your story about the frustrating moment you had with your little sister. My heart goes out to you both.
I rely on my senses very much, also ‘feel’ or ‘sense’ things, and struggle to communicate sometimes.
Perhaps when your sister expresses something that seems a little baffling, it might help when you are still calm, to invite her to talk with you more about what she is feeling? Hope this helps.
With Much Love
queria neste momento entender, o prque de muitas coisas, estou confusa pois não quero acreditar que uma descisão tomada aos 17 anos tenha que ser castigada por toda uma vida , desde aos 17 anos depois que casei sou um ser humano triste pois nunca soube o que é fazer amor , pois só fiz sexo , tipo um animal que prescisa quando se sente no cio, e tudo que mais desejo é sentir amor , compartilhar esse sentimento mas com meus 44 anos vivo só de um sonho de como deve ser, desde sempre me sinto como um ser que está vendo a vida passar e estou na janela só observando , sinto vontade de sair mas estou presa e não encontro a saida, e vou vivendo de sonhos , e poucas vezes que me aventurei sair me decepcionei , e voltei pra janela agora sem fo~ças, e sem coragem de tentar , PAULOé possivel passar por uma vida e não ter o que mais quer , sonha e deseja. gostaria de sair , mas não sei se tenho coragem , e estou com medo de envelhecer e morrer , apenas olhando pela janela
Murder & Mayhem, Coast to Coast
A reading this weekend of a short story I wrote. In Los Angeles.
http://bit.ly/JsUrV
I need to get this out, and Paulo Coelho’s blog seems to be a great place for great advice or just to get it out of me.
Today I had a confrontation with my Little sister. There is something bothering her and she won’t talk to me. So I raised my voice on her and because I angered her, she said ‘your friends don’t like you’.
I said what do mean, and she wouldn’t say. She acts this way a lot so this time, I couldn’t control myself, well, i could, but didn’t want to, and I acted kind a crazy, I yelled at her Really loudly and she called me a neanderthal. I said you better tell me who doesn’t like me? I said if you care for me you have to tell me what friends don’t like me. Then she didn’t have anything to say, she said it’s a feeling. And I said that’s better. So don’t tell me something that is not true. tell me “I have a feeling’ your friends don’t like you.
I was very angry at her. I yelled really loudly and acted like a maniac. But then when I went away, I could laugh just as easily. But i didn’t laugh at her, no not at all. I don’t know what’s shes thinks, what she feels, and shes keeps checking up on me. I don’t know what to make of it when she won’t talk to me. How do I get her to talk to me, what do i do.
Hello everyone!
I would like to share a song today!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jkGOsIjLqPo
Grazie!
Hi all,
Could anybody explain how this twitter thing on the right side of the page works?
To who is Paulo talking?
Love,
Confused Marielle
Why does the speed limits on highways not change as cars become more advanced?
We have roads around here that are 80Km/h (Canada). These roads have been like this for the last 20 years and are the main highway.
I dont know, but sometimes it would be nice to see those creep up to 100Km/h. Lol, and yes I have a heavy foot.
Drugs… specifically illegal drugs. Everyday, hundreds of people of die as a result of their trade and their consumption. They fuel the bank accounts of terrorist organizations throughout the world. Central and South America and Southwestern Asia in Afghanistan are the first that come to mind. Some individuals use and abuse drugs daily as if their consumption has no consequence other than their personal high and subsequent lows. Why is the conversation quiet? Why is the connection not stressed? Sure the media touches upon this but no where near as strongly as other variables affecting the war on terror. How are you truly free if you are addicted to substances that cause so much pain throughout the world? This thought was triggered by an NPR segment I heard briefly on my ride to work yesterday about a book written by Journalist Gretchen Peters “Seeds of Terror: How Heroin is Bankrolling the Taliban and al Queda”. I want to read her account.
One glance
No, a steady gaze
Your eyes held mine
And in that moment
Everything was said
Yet nothing at all
A look that was
All at once both insistent
And soft
Searching, wondering
For something within me…
Within both of us
The beast won’t go to sleep.
Sincerita – Ricardo Cocciante
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DZIUGdQYtIU
About the “sins ” topic. My greatest respect to the people who have the huge courage to bring to the light the shadowed part of their live. Especially to Paulo Coelho, I will always respect you more for that, not less. Is incredibly hard to do that, to reveal things that might be judged by others. Love,
Alexandra