tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18440943.post4877657644171811847..comments2023-09-08T04:38:55.306-04:00Comments on The Heron Clan: Now That the Cat is Out of the Bag...Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18440943.post-52514514684436647832012-10-24T21:23:24.456-04:002012-10-24T21:23:24.456-04:00abby, again -- your steadfast friendship is a wond...abby, again -- your steadfast friendship is a wonderful balm in difficult times. Thank you for every single gentle word...<br /><br />swanSuehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03961893281142538409noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18440943.post-73962815013527253822012-10-24T21:22:20.798-04:002012-10-24T21:22:20.798-04:00Fondles -- all positive thoughts and kind-hearted ...Fondles -- all positive thoughts and kind-hearted energies are gratefully received.<br /><br />Thank you,<br />swanSuehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03961893281142538409noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18440943.post-59703289010924915372012-10-24T21:20:59.942-04:002012-10-24T21:20:59.942-04:00mouse, your wish that you had something inspiratio...mouse, your wish that you had something inspirational to offer is so off the mark. You and Omega have generously shared your own struggles, hurts, achievements, and joys. You have given us a fixed point to navigate by in a sea of hopeless predictions and awful pronouncements that THIS is all that there can ever be for us... Never underestimate the gift that you have given us.<br /><br />Hugs, swanSuehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03961893281142538409noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18440943.post-77347312512244473512012-10-24T21:17:08.306-04:002012-10-24T21:17:08.306-04:00Why is it shameful to expose unhappiness? What a ...Why is it shameful to expose unhappiness? What a great question, sin! I will need to think more about that one.<br /><br />swanSuehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03961893281142538409noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18440943.post-9638876184721406172012-10-24T21:15:58.936-04:002012-10-24T21:15:58.936-04:00Thank you beladona, for your kind wishes and for y...Thank you beladona, for your kind wishes and for your willingness to share our story.<br /><br />All the best,<br />swanSuehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03961893281142538409noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18440943.post-41703267576613065982012-10-24T19:24:23.278-04:002012-10-24T19:24:23.278-04:00HUGS...to all of you. I have been following your j...HUGS...to all of you. I have been following your journey for a long time...with smiles and tears. Life is what it is called...you attack it and report it honestly. No one know how they will react in any situation, til they have lived it. Thank you for sharing so openly...<br />abbyabbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17208861579579989418noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18440943.post-79314037338206988902012-10-24T14:30:53.735-04:002012-10-24T14:30:53.735-04:00this was so heartfelt and honestly written. I feel...this was so heartfelt and honestly written. I feel the upheaval in your writing. <br /><br />but i have nothing wise to offer, except some positive thoughts that i will send via webspace and hope they arrive safely with you.<br /><br />*hugs*Fondleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03538688586112598309noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18440943.post-42950120229640741212012-10-24T13:22:15.504-04:002012-10-24T13:22:15.504-04:00This is my theory why people (including me) make j...This is my theory why people (including me) make judgmental comments. We read your most private thoughts, and we feel like we know you. But because we don't really know you, we read your private narrative through the lens of our own experiences. That is, we put ourselves and our own histories into your story. <br /><br />Also, I think it's hard for readers who only get bits and pieces of your lives. In the post that started all the comments, Sue said<br /><br />I am, in October, the one who pushed us all over the precipice with a phone call. No matter what I might think we are about here, and no matter how well I think things are proceeding, in October, I am reminded that I am a betrayer and a traitor and a woman who can never, ever be trusted. It shocks me. It hurts me. It makes me angry. I know it isn't fair or right, and then I feel guilty anyway -- for all the many, many choices made through all my whole life ... for every broken rule, for every "bad" decision, for every missed mark. In the end, I begin to believe, for myself, that the voice of the man at the top of the building in the upper world speaks the truth. That it would be best for us all if I would die. Die.<br /><br />We read this, and we get angry too. We do this because Sue is such a wonderful writer that we feel that we actually know her, though of course we do not. So we write to give her support. (We don’t want her to die.) Then we realize that in doing so, we have misunderstood, misjudged. Because later we find out that Tom is completely justified in his anger and we were wrong to think otherwise. <br /><br />A blog feels like a dialogue rather than a private journal. But it’s not because we are, as you suggested, “commenting” on your lives, rather than living them with you. So I have decided I will not comment anymore, though I will continue to read. To which I am sure you will say “good riddance.” My only point was that it didn’t seem to me that Sue was “unimaginably naïve” not to understand that ALL police are armed thugs. Whether you believe it or not, I wrote that because I hated to see her hurting so much that she was dreaming about dying.<br /><br />PS And by “his politics,” I am talking about my inference that Tom and I share radical politics from the sixties that seem to have shaped him and that did shape me. I still stand by my sixties commitments, except that I no longer see the police as “pigs” or soldiers as “traitors.”<br /><br />PPS And would I be less anonymous if I made up a name to sign these comments? Because you obviously know who I am and continually point it out. If that would make a difference, then I will sign this.<br /><br />Miranda <br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18440943.post-58377092879825711812012-10-24T12:04:10.383-04:002012-10-24T12:04:10.383-04:00Really wish mouse had something inspirational to o...Really wish mouse had something inspirational to offer. You share everything with such honesty that it just amazes mouse on many levels. <br /><br />We all recycle from time to time, anniversaries are often a trigger...PTSD is such a horrible thing...but mouse doesn't need to tell you that -- because you live it.<br /><br />Instead would like to say is thank you for being so honest about it and continuing to be. <br /><br />Hugs,<br />mouse<br /><br /><br />mousehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17837530120535693314noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18440943.post-83927906025033968222012-10-24T10:08:31.364-04:002012-10-24T10:08:31.364-04:00Having made the previous comment, I want to say th...Having made the previous comment, I want to say thank you to the many folks here who have been remarkably supportive, sympathetic, empathic, and, at times, knowledgeable for the the three of us here. There have been several times when comments here have pulled us through terrible moments, or redirected us in terms of finding support or services which have helped us.....sometimes substantially.<br /><br />Thank you to our friends here. We don't deserve you and you have given us so much more than you can know.<br /><br />TomRaheretichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08816564994600644439noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18440943.post-6082853052870148882012-10-24T09:28:44.600-04:002012-10-24T09:28:44.600-04:00Thank you for your use of the delete key to elimin...Thank you for your use of the delete key to eliminate those who simply need to feel good about themselves at the expense of denigrating us. There are plenty of folks around who need so badly to feel superior to someone else that they cannot resist pontificating and judging....even at moments where they do real harm to us in the exchange. <br /><br />That is one of the most disheartening aspects of the last two years is seeing the extent to which people...some who know us and others who never have....whether here, or in real time, will go out of their way to be deliberately hurtful when they know we are at our most vulnerable points.<br /><br />We had a comment to your Jumbled Up post last week from a "friend" who while that person cloaked the comment in a signature of anonymous, stat counter clearly revealed the commenters quite familiar identity, to explain essentially that I am just a dry drunk and need to get over myself with October being drama/trauma month, and that sue needs to move on. Somehow this person believed we needed to hear that now and that that was somehow going to improve something.<br /><br />This person, a former guest in our home at a time of a life crisis, who used to regale us with lengthy diatribes about how her former Dominant was a bum and, and mentally and intellectually impaired, and engaged in financial fraud.........and various forms of character asasination, is ready now when we are in crisis, ready to judge us.....well more accurately me. Oddly this comes now when this same person has found relationship nirvana with the same person who was described as totally defective then.<br /><br />Life is too strange and the lack of character one encounters along the way is a source of never-ending horrific wonder. The extent people will go to pile on with just a little more unsolicited injury is a marvel.<br /><br />TomRaheretichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08816564994600644439noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18440943.post-25005105828301321532012-10-24T07:34:17.824-04:002012-10-24T07:34:17.824-04:00Hugs to all of you. Yeah, would have, could have, ...Hugs to all of you. Yeah, would have, could have, should have... our lives are full of them sometimes. <br /><br />And why is it shameful to expose unhappiness? I don't get it but I know that somehow it's true. It's not really that it's shameful, but that it's such a position of vulnerability. <br /><br />And yes, someone might well be negative about it. Delete their evil asses and move on. Okay, I guess that's advice not an order.<br /><br />-sinsinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00082648132476803815noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18440943.post-35972638867529019552012-10-24T06:40:51.580-04:002012-10-24T06:40:51.580-04:00I have been quietly reading your story for sometim...I have been quietly reading your story for sometime.... To say that I am very impressed with your willingness to make your journey public is putting it mildly. <br /><br />Some choices are irrevocable and despite the best of intentions, the consequences are searing. There is no right or wrong, only the way that was taken and the path that is left, but sometimes understanding and accepting what led to the choices that were made helps bring a measure of peace. I wish I could offer more effective words of comfort.<br /><br />May the stars shine at the end of your road!beladonahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00553302897082898575noreply@blogger.com