This morning, as I was sitting on the love seat watching television, my husband said something to me that inspired this thread. He told me that if I do not do something to get myself out of this rut, that I will be so depressed, that nothing will be able to get me out of it. As he said this, I saw the pain and sadness in his eyes. He wants to protect me, but he is helpless against my emotions. For me, it was a wake-up call.

So I decided I would create an Emotional Trash Bin.

This thread is where we can dispose of emotional garbage.

Read Rules of Thrash Bin

Obey Rules of Trash Bin

Rules:

Absolutely no political correctness police allowed on duty here. I admit, I have been told I am very politically correct. That is the way I was raised, and I don't even think about it. It is a part of who I am. But in here, political incorrectness is legal and accepted.

Absolutely no taking anything personally on this thread. If you feel you will take something personally or be insulted, please do not read this thread.

Absolutely no dumpster diving. I understand there are people who believe in recycling trash, but no matter how nice the wrapping is, regifting someone else's trash is forbidden.

Absolutely no taking anyone else's trash to deposit onto another site. This means, no copying any trash that someone else has thrown away...no matter how insulting you may find it...and if you find anything insulting, please refer back to the "do not take anything personally" rule.

Absolutely no digging through trash. I understand there are people who like to search through other people's trash to try to find "dirt" to use against a person. This is absolutely forbidden.

Absolutely no picking on a person about their trash. Criticizing or condemning a person for their trash is forbidden.

Absolutely no advicing a person about their clutter. It is hard enough to throw stuff out without being told what to throw out or how it should be disposed.

Hugs are welcomed and encouraged

I am not ready to throw this away yet, since I still don't know how to deal with it.

Because I am not able to throw it away yet, I posted it in anyother thread at

http://www.care2.com/c2c/groups/disc.html?gpp=473&pst=648451&archival=

I still need to deal with it and I can't.

I can't even write it yet.

Here is trash I am throwing out:

Anger over my husband's serogate mom & a dear friend both dying 3 days before my husband and I were suppose to get married in 2001. We spent a year planning a Greek Orthodox wedding, just to have to cancel it 3 days before the day we were suppose to get married, to go to a funeral instead. I didn't think it was fair. I was mad at God. I felt it was supppose to be my day...my wedding day...and instead, we had to go to a funeral with people who condemned me for living with a man I was suppose to marry that day, out of wedlock. I am letting that go and throwing the anger from that day into the trash bin.

And since the last post above,I guess I need a kick in the butt...because Iam returning to Military Brats after a "leave of absence"....Iam feeling strange now. I can't explain it exactly logically, but I need to hear the military's side of the war in Iraq and Iran and the whys.And while I don't want to speak about others(groups)in their backs,I feel a need to hear two sides of the story, I feel a need to hear it from people who really lived and trained the military way. This is the total opposite of what Iam learning spiritually,and this is what Iam reconsilling in a ....heartfeeling...way-thing.  I am hearing Americans are not liked in some countries,and though that could be correct, I am hopeing to hear other positive things about peoples' appreciation of Americans and other countries' military working to help eachother and their citizens in other countries and worldwide.  I want to be back to Military Brats for a long,long,long,long,long,time this time. The military at first site looks scarey and %#&!*%.They kill,they kill people. I don't think I could've or would've ever joined the military,though most my relatives had. I cannot live with that kind of karma,and had read about Post Traumatic Stress disorder,disabilities,crippleing affects of Military. I guess that "comes with the territory"....then I think of the perfectionism,the what seems never ending acceptionism-perfectionism,I'm old,I should understand,but I don't.This frustrates me that I don't understand this,though sometimes,lots of times I try to do things perfectly as I can with my abilities. I look at the military with despise sometimes at the news, and also awesomeness when they(in any department,pilot,marines,army,whatever)are dressed in uniforms doing their special maneuvers and trainings,....Is it normal,to despise and respect something at the same time?Maybe its the ability they've all attained after excruciateingly hard training that's awesome. It's true though, only a few people are meant to be military.  Hope you enjoy your weekend, all you military people.

so,how have you been since  then?