Hiya, I reckon that We are all of us special… The church I attend, suits me, I’m there under my own jurisdiction, not living up to anyone else’s possible expectations of me. To be honest, it is a giggle a minute… I will eventually be found sitting right at the back of the congregation, playing my music keyboard. The musical department was asking about someone to play drum, but with my wicked sense of humour, it would have been reduced to absolute chaos if I were to try! The other musicians would have to decide between following either the conductor, or me banging away on the drums! Lol. I’m a cheerful pensioner, and make light of everything, if it’s funny, even just a little bit, I burst into fits of the giggles! 🙂 I need to be happy, after years and years of terrible mental torture, suicide attempts, and subsequent recovery… I’m beginning to enjoy life again, one breath at a time, one heartbeat at a time. I’ll never be perfect, and if others don’t like that, then that’s their problem, I’m here to have fun now… Ten years ago plus, OCD action saved my life, several times… I had the worst case of contamination OCD we can imagine. I was just getting used to not washing hands twenty times an hour, when Covid struck, and we were using antibacterials in supermarkets and shops! How I kept that under control, well…
Being cheerful takes up a lot less energy than being moody, so the trick is to get them all smiling, and, metaphorically speaking, if someone should take of’fence’, I’ll pass them the bloomin’ lawnmower as well!!!
More on my own thread… I don’t want to hijack this one…
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