Have been wandering around this site for over a week now, getting lost in posts v threads and feeling totally inadequate as usual. I thought I was just too old and techno stupid to get the hang of it but I see a number of others are also a little confused. It really bothers me that a lot of voices are going to be lost in this crowd.
Thanks to Chris B and others who try to guide us through the maze; I think some of it is sinking in.
My situation is this: I'm an older woman who thankfully lives in a farmhouse 10k's from the nearest ghost town and about an hour from the nearest regional "city". I share the house with a lovely man and 3 dogs. The man and one of the dogs work very long hard hours and come home very tired and I try to welcome them by creating sometimes good food, warmth, shelter and generally a stress free life. So it is a very quiet life for me and the other dogs, all of whom are feeling the adverse affects of ageing and overeating (food being our chief source of pleasure). Arthritis, depression/anxiety are also my companions ...
I get quite manic when I am at social functions - even going shopping has me prattling on about anything to anyone I can pin down! So embarrassing. No stop button. Other days I can't raise a smile/meet eyes/talk. No wonder people shy away from me. I would like to get involved in some volunteer work but fear I will hate myself even more. I am so NOT into Facebook etc, but thought some form of online chat could be the answer for me. BB offers a safe place ... whatever our individual circumstances, we are all somewhere along the same path of the same journey so there's a lot of understanding.
My typing is slow, my internet connection as flawed as my head space, but I long to connect with others ... and I have so many long hours in a day (my obsession with keeping a clean & tidy house died and gardening hurts). I could talk till the cows come home ... well, not many cows around here, more woolly wonders, and I love sheep ... have you ever watched the crazy antics of lambs? On even the darkest day they make me laugh until ...well ... let's just say some body parts aren't so strong anymore.
So there it is. My door is open to all, the kettle is always on, come on in and make yourselves at home ... let's sit awhile and chat ... how are you today? Can I help you in anyway? Can you help me? Will you be my friend?
I am Marjay (Manic, Anxious, Reclusive, Joyless, Alone, Yearning)