Uncle Spielberg
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What was it ?
Work, family or whatever.
Work, family or whatever.
What was it ?
Work, family or whatever.
This moment, right now, replying to this post.
3pm 6th August
4.54pm 6th August
4.54pm 6th August
Was around 16:58 but I'm with you on this
when we scored against palace
This will sound a bit corny.
I had been suffering from severe depression for longer than I care to remember. I had been unemployed for a 'good' year, struggling to get out of bed, struggling to sleep, struggling to exist. I managed to blag myself a job, with a little help from my friends, working for the council in Preston Park.
The structure and fresh air gave me a massive lift. In the space of a year, I went from wanting to throw myself in to the Thames, into a functioning human being with aspirations for the future.
On 7th June (I know the date as that is recorded as a missed call from her to give me her number), I spotted a lady walking past the Bowling Pavilion. I hadn't been without the odd fling and so on, but they were consequential of a night out or a wedding or a party. Nothing particularly meaningful. Difficult to start something up when one dislikes themselves.
By the time I had ummed and ahhed about whether to introduce myself, she had disappeared. So, I chased after her and grabbed her in the Rose Garden (not a euphemism). We got chatting and eventually one thing led to another over the summer. Still hanging in there (I like to think) and it seems that there was a soulmate for me after all.
She is of a certain age (mid 30s) and wants to settle down and have kids, so it is up to me to prove that I have some sort of future and be able to provide for her in the future. Unemployed at the moment, but 2012 is definitely going to be my year. The first year I am actually looking forward to for a long, long time.
This will sound a bit corny.
I had been suffering from severe depression for longer than I care to remember. I had been unemployed for a 'good' year, struggling to get out of bed, struggling to sleep, struggling to exist. I managed to blag myself a job, with a little help from my friends, working for the council in Preston Park.
The structure and fresh air gave me a massive lift. In the space of a year, I went from wanting to throw myself in to the Thames, into a functioning human being with aspirations for the future.
On 7th June (I know the date as that is recorded as a missed call from her to give me her number), I spotted a lady walking past the Bowling Pavilion. I hadn't been without the odd fling and so on, but they were consequential of a night out or a wedding or a party. Nothing particularly meaningful. Difficult to start something up when one dislikes themselves.
By the time I had ummed and ahhed about whether to introduce myself, she had disappeared. So, I chased after her and grabbed her in the Rose Garden (not a euphemism). We got chatting and eventually one thing led to another over the summer. Still hanging in there (I like to think) and it seems that there was a soulmate for me after all.
She is of a certain age (mid 30s) and wants to settle down and have kids, so it is up to me to prove that I have some sort of future and be able to provide for her in the future. Unemployed at the moment, but 2012 is definitely going to be my year. The first year I am actually looking forward to for a long, long time.