December 24th, 2002

I can fly!

Normal service will be resumed shortly...

...at least, here at home it will, as dad's off sulking somewhere and mum's got to the stage where she drops all the presents in the middle of the floor, looks at me in disappointment and says "Why don't you ever do anything to help anyone?" When I point out that I've offered to help her pack presents, cook, and to help nanna cook, today, she says "No, I mean people who *need* help."
Later she will complain that I'm not helping her. ~s~ But never mind, it's Christmas.

Speaking of which, it will have been noted that I suck and didn't get around to doing cards - this is because if I'd wanted to get even half of them done I think I'd have had to start in August. Next year I'll be organised. But you all should know how very much I love you, and I wish you a wonderful 25th December, whatever you happen to be doing with it. ~HUGS to all~

Last night I drifted off to sleep after a text message conversation with the Dominic which consisted mainly of "-scritches-" "~purrs~" ...it's not even that we've picked up where we left off, or anything nearly as logical as that - it's like the opposite concept to 'closure', as if we've put an end to the bad things and memories by creating a beginning of good ones. Or, er, something. Ramble, ramble, blah.

dennyd, I do love you. Take care. ~hugstight~

I don't half miss you all, though. ~blows kisses and glitter hearts in the general direction of her friends list~

E.
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  • Current Music
    Mum warbling next door. ~s~
(I've tried patience)

Oh yes, and. Change of address, and small geek help needed?

From January my e-mail address will be duranorak @ f2s . com - I'll sort out un- and re-subbing to Commune when I get back to London. Don't try the mistral address, it probably won't work. I'm not sure how long they'll keep it active for.

But, once I get back to London - I'm running Outlook Express there and I don't know how to make it get my messages from f2s. I'm sure it can, I've just no idea how to do it - can someone explain it to me, please?

Thank you dears. ~blows kisses~ Right, really going now, honest.

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    The same.
(I've tried patience)

LiveJournal rubbernecking. Sort of.

There's a kid on a D/s community out there in LiveJournalland who's involved in one heck of a bad relationship with someone she absolutely adores, who treats her really very badly. Every so often she'll post saying "I don't understand what I've done wrong, [x awful thing] has just happened, what did I do?" Scores of people reply to her posts, saying "You're in an abusive relationship, get out now, he's bad bad news" and explaining from their various points of view why they think her relationship isn't a D/s one so much as an abusive one. Most of them are very eloquent about it. All of them make good points.
Then she'll post an an answer saying "Thank you all so much, I am so very grateful. I now see where I went wrong and I will do my best to avoid angering my Sir in this way again."

She's so far posted roughly one entry in each of four months and they've *all* made me stare at the computer in horror. But I don't know her or anyone on the community, and one extra voice isn't going to make any difference, and in any case I wouldn't have anything to say that hasn't already been said. So instead I just sit here and bite my lip and wish I knew if there was anything I could do to help, or say that would get through to her.

She's not in danger of being seriously hurt physically, but emotionally it's got the potential to be a really horrible protracted train wreck.

Sigh.

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    'Lucretia My Reflection', The Sisters Of Mercy.
(I've tried patience)

Ah, christ.

I can't go do this again. I don't know how to handle it. Last time I handled it this well.

~head in hands~ What can I say that you don't already know?

I've written and deleted many cruel things here. I guess I just won't say anything.

I guess I just don't have anything to say.

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(I've tried patience)

So here it is...

I feel slightly better now from a friends point of view, but things with the family have been really good the last few days and still seem to be, so I'm trying to enjoy that. I can worry about my friends on the 26th. ~sigh~

Happy Christmas, kids. Our tree is covered in white and gold and silver, the two sets of lights strategically placed to make everything sparkle just that bit more, surrounded by what are genuinely symbols of how much my family love each other. I can't ask for more for Christmas.

Yes. I can. I can ask that my friends be happy.

It's more important to me than anything, and I wish I could be with them and holding the ones that want to be held and just listening to the ones who need listening to. But I can't. My love is with you, though. And my phone is still on tonight if anyone needs to talk. And. ~hugs~. And stuff.

E.
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    Noddy Holder & co. Of course.