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			<title>Choices People Make</title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 16:32:16 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[I often think about the choices people make, the choices I've made, often poor choices. In retrospect, actually in some cases even at the time, better options are clear but not taken. People will chose what is less convienient, less safe, less attractive, more difficult but which provides no offsetting gain at all. 
 
I have a clear example of this with snow. The buildings I live in have two sets of outside stairs. One set stays very protected from the weather, these stairs are always clear and dry. The other set is very exposed, they get wet, icy, piled with snow and they are almost impossible to keep clear, let alone make safe. There is no significant difference getting out the front or to the parking area by using either set of stairs. I will go out to shovel snow soon, I've already peeked, people have been up and down the snow packed stairs. In the past I've put up caution tape closing off the stairs. People go under the tape to sue these stairs. WHY?
 
I don't know. One explaination is that they are idiots who have gotten into the habit of using one set of stairs and the idea of going another way just does not compute. Another possibility is that they are hoping to slip to and fall so they can sue. Why someone would want to injure themselves and possibly live with pain and disability for years is hard to say. Maybe they want a challenge? That's a pretty lame one but perhaps they like lame challenges? I don't know. But I suspect if I could get some insight into this I just might understand myself and others better.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>I often think about the choices people make, the choices I've made, often poor choices. In retrospect, actually in some cases even at the time, better options are clear but not taken. People will chose what is less convienient, less safe, less attractive, more difficult but which provides no offsetting gain at all. <br />
 <br />
I have a clear example of this with snow. The buildings I live in have two sets of outside stairs. One set stays very protected from the weather, these stairs are always clear and dry. The other set is very exposed, they get wet, icy, piled with snow and they are almost impossible to keep clear, let alone make safe. There is no significant difference getting out the front or to the parking area by using either set of stairs. I will go out to shovel snow soon, I've already peeked, people have been up and down the snow packed stairs. In the past I've put up caution tape closing off the stairs. People go under the tape to sue these stairs. WHY?<br />
 <br />
I don't know. One explaination is that they are idiots who have gotten into the habit of using one set of stairs and the idea of going another way just does not compute. Another possibility is that they are hoping to slip to and fall so they can sue. Why someone would want to injure themselves and possibly live with pain and disability for years is hard to say. Maybe they want a challenge? That's a pretty lame one but perhaps they like lame challenges? I don't know. But I suspect if I could get some insight into this I just might understand myself and others better.</div>

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			<dc:creator>WildChild</dc:creator>
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			<title>taken all of my energy</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2009 21:47:31 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>done...
 
Im done.
Someone stick a fork in me because I am DONE</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>done...<br />
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Im done.<br />
Someone stick a fork in me because I am DONE</div>

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			<dc:creator>acerousme</dc:creator>
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			<title>just</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 23:18:28 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>I feel the pressure building up on me...and I cannot take it anymore.
 
I feel like Im going to burst into a million peices. I havent cut in ages, or done anything horrible...but there are certain things I cannot help but think of.
 
kill me. kill me. kill me. kill me. kill me.</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>I feel the pressure building up on me...and I cannot take it anymore.<br />
 <br />
I feel like Im going to burst into a million peices. I havent cut in ages, or done anything horrible...but there are certain things I cannot help but think of.<br />
 <br />
kill me. kill me. kill me. kill me. kill me.</div>

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			<title>Wonderfully awful, but awfully wonderful day!</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 00:40:54 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[I am having this emotional roller coaster,
It could be hormonally induced,
Stress related
Or schizophrenic in nature!

Whatever it is, I feel it
Coming and going
Like waves that wash the shore
Like the tides that would go high or low,

Dependent on the moon's gravity
So does my emotions...
Am I really this crazy?

I drove home yesterday
With a very happy 
Content heart.
Knowing that my love is here to stay,
Feeling the security and warmth
Once more.

I thought it would never be...
But it did.
It does, and it will always be.

Today, it was a mixture of goofy and gloomy.
Goofy: my co-worker forgot about "fall" 
That he needs to adjust his clock,
In short, he went to work as usual
But in fact, an hour earlier than everyone! 
I thought! OMG! That was fun!

Gloomy: I can't explain the reason.
Maybe because I miss him,
Maybe because I despise the man I am working for
As if he is better a teacher than I am
Demanding me this, telling me that...

Never been pleased by everyone,
He's just always looking for reasons 
To point out, "Hey, employee, you are no better than me"...

What a friggin' b*stard!
I am really furious about his ways
He thinks he can do what I can do?
I know I have my limitations!
He does, too!

Well, enough of this.
I will not ruin my night because of him.

Time for the better end of the day.
And so, here it goes:

I went to my insurance agent,
Signed documents, paid my dues.
We talked about change of names, status, insurance beneficiaries, etc...
He said I should let him know all that changes as soon as they are done.

I went to Gindhi afterwards,
Had some drunken noodles
I asked the waitress to 
Refilled my water bottle 
She smiled and did it for me, 
As if I were family!

I felt peaceful and relieved
As I sat there and chat with all of them.

I walked for about 45 mins 
At the park, windy and chilly
I walked briskly,
Pushed myself to the limit.

I met a couple on the way,
We exchanged pleasantries
I was astounded by her remarks,
She said, "My, you have a very beautiful smile".
That lit up my face even more.

I drove to have my car washed,
Then headed for home.
This time, feeling a little better.

I felt that I have brighten up 
Someone's day because of my smile.

I shall do my chores now,
Then read some more...

I miss my mi amor.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>I am having this emotional roller coaster,<br />
It could be hormonally induced,<br />
Stress related<br />
Or schizophrenic in nature!<br />
<br />
Whatever it is, I feel it<br />
Coming and going<br />
Like waves that wash the shore<br />
Like the tides that would go high or low,<br />
<br />
Dependent on the moon's gravity<br />
So does my emotions...<br />
Am I really this crazy?<br />
<br />
I drove home yesterday<br />
With a very happy <br />
Content heart.<br />
Knowing that my love is here to stay,<br />
Feeling the security and warmth<br />
Once more.<br />
<br />
I thought it would never be...<br />
But it did.<br />
It does, and it will always be.<br />
<br />
Today, it was a mixture of goofy and gloomy.<br />
Goofy: my co-worker forgot about &quot;fall&quot; <br />
That he needs to adjust his clock,<br />
In short, he went to work as usual<br />
But in fact, an hour earlier than everyone! <br />
I thought! OMG! That was fun!<br />
<br />
Gloomy: I can't explain the reason.<br />
Maybe because I miss him,<br />
Maybe because I despise the man I am working for<br />
As if he is better a teacher than I am<br />
Demanding me this, telling me that...<br />
<br />
Never been pleased by everyone,<br />
He's just always looking for reasons <br />
To point out, &quot;Hey, employee, you are no better than me&quot;...<br />
<br />
What a friggin' b*stard!<br />
I am really furious about his ways<br />
He thinks he can do what I can do?<br />
I know I have my limitations!<br />
He does, too!<br />
<br />
Well, enough of this.<br />
I will not ruin my night because of him.<br />
<br />
Time for the better end of the day.<br />
And so, here it goes:<br />
<br />
I went to my insurance agent,<br />
Signed documents, paid my dues.<br />
We talked about change of names, status, insurance beneficiaries, etc...<br />
He said I should let him know all that changes as soon as they are done.<br />
<br />
I went to Gindhi afterwards,<br />
Had some drunken noodles<br />
I asked the waitress to <br />
Refilled my water bottle <br />
She smiled and did it for me, <br />
As if I were family!<br />
<br />
I felt peaceful and relieved<br />
As I sat there and chat with all of them.<br />
<br />
I walked for about 45 mins <br />
At the park, windy and chilly<br />
I walked briskly,<br />
Pushed myself to the limit.<br />
<br />
I met a couple on the way,<br />
We exchanged pleasantries<br />
I was astounded by her remarks,<br />
She said, &quot;My, you have a very beautiful smile&quot;.<br />
That lit up my face even more.<br />
<br />
I drove to have my car washed,<br />
Then headed for home.<br />
This time, feeling a little better.<br />
<br />
I felt that I have brighten up <br />
Someone's day because of my smile.<br />
<br />
I shall do my chores now,<br />
Then read some more...<br />
<br />
I miss my mi amor.</div>

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			<title>Satisfying sex</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 22:06:35 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[Last night...whew.
 
I cannot believe I am actually writing this. So, only a few of you know that my "Fiancee" cheated on me with an office .
 
So, I ran into an old fling of mine. We will call him SA boy.
So we went out for drinks, and danced. we were BOTH SOBER...but we went back to his place, and passed out on his bed. In the morning, I woke up to...Hashbrowns and bacon...no eggs because I dont care for them. So I ate, and then we ended up kissing....and then having the MOST PASSIONATE, and house wrecking, loud sex ever.
 
Im surprised Im walking! We broke his rocking chair, and I have bruises on my inner thigh...
 
....TAKE THAT YOU CHEATING JERK...
 
Now, if you would excuse me, I've got to get ready for a date...and then SA boy and I are going to chill.
 
...he even invited me back to Africa for Christmas...for two months...:p
 
Yup. Im goooooood]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Last night...whew.<br />
 <br />
I cannot believe I am actually writing this. So, only a few of you know that my &quot;Fiancee&quot; cheated on me with an office .<br />
 <br />
So, I ran into an old fling of mine. We will call him SA boy.<br />
So we went out for drinks, and danced. we were BOTH SOBER...but we went back to his place, and passed out on his bed. In the morning, I woke up to...Hashbrowns and bacon...no eggs because I dont care for them. So I ate, and then we ended up kissing....and then having the MOST PASSIONATE, and house wrecking, loud sex ever.<br />
 <br />
Im surprised Im walking! We broke his rocking chair, and I have bruises on my inner thigh...<br />
 <br />
....TAKE THAT YOU CHEATING JERK...<br />
 <br />
Now, if you would excuse me, I've got to get ready for a date...and then SA boy and I are going to chill.<br />
 <br />
...he even invited me back to Africa for Christmas...for two months...:p<br />
 <br />
Yup. Im goooooood</div>

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			<title>The Little Girl in her red dress: A short story (part1)</title>
			<link>http://www.womens-health.com/boards/blogs/caterpillar79/279-little-girl-her-red-dress-short-story-part1.html</link>
			<pubDate>Mon, 26 Oct 2009 02:58:48 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[Daylight broke, shining through the eyes of this sweet little creature, who doesn't even know where she is. She cannot see vividly, only flashes of white, black, and red embody her vision at this early stage of her life, only responding to the soft coos she hears from the people around her. Smelling her most familiar and heavenly scent of all - her mother! 
    Ah! It is feeding time - a moment when needs are being sought and are delivered without hesitation, but with much love and care - a time when a human hand carefully craddles her and rocks her to sleep with contentment and ease.
 
    A year passed, and she grew in knowledge. This little girl is now wearing her her favorite red dress adorned with embroidered flowers at the hem, her hair black as raven, flowing softly, dancing like graceful gypsies as the wind gently whispers 'neath her ears. She loves her new pair of red shoes as well - her dad bought it for her when he got home from his assignment. Daddy had been in that assignment for a straight 4 months, and mom had to be both mom and dad to this girl and her older brother.
 
     Her older brother is a genius, and all the people that know him are truly envious of him wanting that he is their son, for he is indeed a smart one. He is five years older than the little girl, and he is not fond of her at all. To him, this girl is a threat. She now gets all the attention and love that was once meant solely for him! NOw, he has to work for it, earn it, wait for it - asking himself, will it ever happen againg.
 
     Resentment after resentment, he grew up to be the smartest boy in the neighborhood. He didn't miss school, nor any assignment given to him. He won every brainy competition he was set forth representing his school. Little did he know that the little girl was watching him closely. Inspiring her, fueling her ardor for knowledge, fame and success. She, like her brother had always clamored to be the cream of the crop.
 
     The little girl's name is Maya, she's named after the native bird that was flying around the yard on the day that she was born. Her older brother, Miko was outside playing with Pungil, his favorite buddy - the family pet dog, when she was brought to this world. Maya has all the qualities that any brother would wish to have for a sister, but Miko.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Daylight broke, shining through the eyes of this sweet little creature, who doesn't even know where she is. She cannot see vividly, only flashes of white, black, and red embody her vision at this early stage of her life, only responding to the soft coos she hears from the people around her. Smelling her most familiar and heavenly scent of all - her mother! <br />
    Ah! It is feeding time - a moment when needs are being sought and are delivered without hesitation, but with much love and care - a time when a human hand carefully craddles her and rocks her to sleep with contentment and ease.<br />
 <br />
    A year passed, and she grew in knowledge. This little girl is now wearing her her favorite red dress adorned with embroidered flowers at the hem, her hair black as raven, flowing softly, dancing like graceful gypsies as the wind gently whispers 'neath her ears. She loves her new pair of red shoes as well - her dad bought it for her when he got home from his assignment. Daddy had been in that assignment for a straight 4 months, and mom had to be both mom and dad to this girl and her older brother.<br />
 <br />
     Her older brother is a genius, and all the people that know him are truly envious of him wanting that he is their son, for he is indeed a smart one. He is five years older than the little girl, and he is not fond of her at all. To him, this girl is a threat. She now gets all the attention and love that was once meant solely for him! NOw, he has to work for it, earn it, wait for it - asking himself, will it ever happen againg.<br />
 <br />
     Resentment after resentment, he grew up to be the smartest boy in the neighborhood. He didn't miss school, nor any assignment given to him. He won every brainy competition he was set forth representing his school. Little did he know that the little girl was watching him closely. Inspiring her, fueling her ardor for knowledge, fame and success. She, like her brother had always clamored to be the cream of the crop.<br />
 <br />
     The little girl's name is Maya, she's named after the native bird that was flying around the yard on the day that she was born. Her older brother, Miko was outside playing with Pungil, his favorite buddy - the family pet dog, when she was brought to this world. Maya has all the qualities that any brother would wish to have for a sister, but Miko.</div>

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			<title>saddened</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 22 Oct 2009 10:45:17 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[Why is it that here on the board, as in RL I suppose, you do one thing innocently questions someone's intent and suddenly you're on their ****list forever?  

When I first joined I noticed a snide comment being made to another user so I PM'd HIM and said something about it and HE in turn, apparently buddies with this person, spun around and told them something (though I've never known what) and now the other is irritated with me.  

Why create drama that's not necessary and shoot arrows at someone without even giving a good reason or opportunity for the other to explain???  Then, why act immature about it and make comments in other post regarding it?

The person this blog is directed at is intelligent and contributes a great deal but has handled this entire issue quite childishly IMHO.  She has some growing up to do especially with lashing out without direct confrontation and taking the attitude of a person being presumed guilty till proven innocent.

Never follow the white rabbit.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Why is it that here on the board, as in RL I suppose, you do one thing innocently questions someone's intent and suddenly you're on their ****list forever?  <br />
<br />
When I first joined I noticed a snide comment being made to another user so I PM'd HIM and said something about it and HE in turn, apparently buddies with this person, spun around and told them something (though I've never known what) and now the other is irritated with me.  <br />
<br />
Why create drama that's not necessary and shoot arrows at someone without even giving a good reason or opportunity for the other to explain???  Then, why act immature about it and make comments in other post regarding it?<br />
<br />
The person this blog is directed at is intelligent and contributes a great deal but has handled this entire issue quite childishly IMHO.  She has some growing up to do especially with lashing out without direct confrontation and taking the attitude of a person being presumed guilty till proven innocent.<br />
<br />
Never follow the white rabbit.</div>

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			<title>Concert</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 14:47:36 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[OMG Im so mad right now...A friend of mine went to a concert that I REALLY wanted to go to but couldn't and she PROMISED to get me a souvenier of some kind...She got herself a t-shirt and got me NOTHING! Can you believe it??? Im so pissed...and its not like a casual friend...it was a good friend...a really good friend...and she PROMISED...Im so sad...and mad...Grrrrrrrrrrrr...:mad:]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>OMG Im so mad right now...A friend of mine went to a concert that I REALLY wanted to go to but couldn't and she PROMISED to get me a souvenier of some kind...She got herself a t-shirt and got me NOTHING! Can you believe it??? Im so pissed...and its not like a casual friend...it was a good friend...a really good friend...and she PROMISED...Im so sad...and mad...Grrrrrrrrrrrr...:mad:</div>

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			<title>More Miserable Than Ever</title>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 10 Oct 2009 04:06:01 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[*I have never... No that's not true. I have almost never felt as low as I do now.  My whole world has crashed down around me and I don't even feel like putting the pieces back together.

My boyfriend is... I can't even describe what he is. I'm holding onto him because I have no one else and to me, having him is better than being alone. I don't want to start over with someone new. It's not that I don't like him, I do. He just isn't good enough.

My ex boyfriend said yes when I asked him to marry me and then took it back two days later. No surprise there really. Things with him are so bad now. We aren't getting along. I'm to the point with him that I am being polite because I have to be. It's like people who work in customer service.

I'm back where I was months ago. All I want to do is numb the pain. I know a drug dealer and I was thinking of getting some drugs from him. Cocaine. I also want to start doing pills again and getting drunk. I want to have sex with anyone and everyone. 

I just don't care anymore.*]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><b><font face="Garamond"><font color="Navy">I have never... No that's not true. I have almost never felt as low as I do now.  My whole world has crashed down around me and I don't even feel like putting the pieces back together.<br />
<br />
My boyfriend is... I can't even describe what he is. I'm holding onto him because I have no one else and to me, having him is better than being alone. I don't want to start over with someone new. It's not that I don't like him, I do. He just isn't good enough.<br />
<br />
My ex boyfriend said yes when I asked him to marry me and then took it back two days later. No surprise there really. Things with him are so bad now. We aren't getting along. I'm to the point with him that I am being polite because I have to be. It's like people who work in customer service.<br />
<br />
I'm back where I was months ago. All I want to do is numb the pain. I know a drug dealer and I was thinking of getting some drugs from him. Cocaine. I also want to start doing pills again and getting drunk. I want to have sex with anyone and everyone. <br />
<br />
I just don't care anymore.</font></font></b></div>

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			<dc:creator>ThexMrs</dc:creator>
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			<title>Working on the shattered pieces left behind</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 08 Oct 2009 00:08:55 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[I have been thinking lately at how my life had turned out. I have been broken a couple of time, on different occasions, with various reasons and situations. 

Professionally, I've encountered put downs on a day-to-day basis. I strived hard to enhance my crude skills, for I knew I have the potential all along. On relationships, whether it be platonic or romantic, I have always found myself on the giving end. Why couldn't I take as much as I gave? Was it because how I was raised: it is better to give than to receive?

As I grew in age, I started to notice that the more giving I am, all the more I am taken for granted. Why can't people be fair? Or was it because of human nature - always craving for what is not, wanting which is unattainable. I fear this human tendency - I fear that I myself am doing it, or have done it to someone; and also fear that this might be done to me AGAIN!

Yet, I stop and think about how the dynamics of human relationships work. It is like a dance. It's a give and take, yet, we fail to balance - that's when the issue comes crying on our faces.

My life is composed of broken glass. As I go on, part of it shatters, whether on its own, as the wind blows on it - it is weak to withstand its force, or with someone shattering it. And now, as I look back, I can see the broken pieces being glued together little by little - a masterpiece in the making.

Almost like an  oyster being intrude by a foreign matter - maybe sand - and as I try to fend off the irritant, I produce nacre. And as I go on and on with the process, soon after, a precious pearl is formed.

A new person with more promise!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>I have been thinking lately at how my life had turned out. I have been broken a couple of time, on different occasions, with various reasons and situations. <br />
<br />
Professionally, I've encountered put downs on a day-to-day basis. I strived hard to enhance my crude skills, for I knew I have the potential all along. On relationships, whether it be platonic or romantic, I have always found myself on the giving end. Why couldn't I take as much as I gave? Was it because how I was raised: it is better to give than to receive?<br />
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As I grew in age, I started to notice that the more giving I am, all the more I am taken for granted. Why can't people be fair? Or was it because of human nature - always craving for what is not, wanting which is unattainable. I fear this human tendency - I fear that I myself am doing it, or have done it to someone; and also fear that this might be done to me AGAIN!<br />
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Yet, I stop and think about how the dynamics of human relationships work. It is like a dance. It's a give and take, yet, we fail to balance - that's when the issue comes crying on our faces.<br />
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My life is composed of broken glass. As I go on, part of it shatters, whether on its own, as the wind blows on it - it is weak to withstand its force, or with someone shattering it. And now, as I look back, I can see the broken pieces being glued together little by little - a masterpiece in the making.<br />
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Almost like an  oyster being intrude by a foreign matter - maybe sand - and as I try to fend off the irritant, I produce nacre. And as I go on and on with the process, soon after, a precious pearl is formed.<br />
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A new person with more promise!</div>

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			<title>Blueeee</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2009 11:21:28 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[Why is it some days are just fantastic and some days you just wake up feeling blue and a bit sad when nothing has happened or changed to make it so.  *sigh*  It's one of those days....:(]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Why is it some days are just fantastic and some days you just wake up feeling blue and a bit sad when nothing has happened or changed to make it so.  *sigh*  It's one of those days....:(</div>

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			<title>Gender</title>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 17:40:23 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[I think there will always be gender inequality...I dont really believe in women being treated as equals in all aspects of social and political and whatnot atmospheres...

I know here, where Im from, guys arent looked too kindly upon in the eyes of the law and are treated more roughly and with less compassion then women...Even if they are victims, its rare to see them being given equal treatment as a female victim would get...

I think its nice when guys open doors, pull out chairs, help you with carrying things and all that kinda stuff...I think it shows that they were raised right and respect women...It makes us seem weaker if we accept help? I dont think so...

I think some people take this to the next level...Its a little silly to constantly berate and belittle one sex over the other...I find its usually women taking the log of feminism and hitting men on the head with it...I mean really? Is it terrible if there are characters in movies or in film who portray women as frail creatures incapable of functioning without a man? Or showing men as being domineering and abusive? Its just entertainment...RELAX...If you cant handle it, its probably not a good idea for you to watch or read anything until you go see a therapist or something...

People should think and always attempt to understand what they are watching/reading...discuss what they make of things and make sure that that their general thoughts coincide with the message sent across...But that doesnt mean you pick apart and dissect EVERY LITTLE THING...

So basically I guess, props to the guys who do their part and the ladies who appreciate the guys in their lives who do their part...

I love boys...I think girls are hot too, I check 'em out all the time...But BOYS...WOW!!

:p]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>I think there will always be gender inequality...I dont really believe in women being treated as equals in all aspects of social and political and whatnot atmospheres...<br />
<br />
I know here, where Im from, guys arent looked too kindly upon in the eyes of the law and are treated more roughly and with less compassion then women...Even if they are victims, its rare to see them being given equal treatment as a female victim would get...<br />
<br />
I think its nice when guys open doors, pull out chairs, help you with carrying things and all that kinda stuff...I think it shows that they were raised right and respect women...It makes us seem weaker if we accept help? I dont think so...<br />
<br />
I think some people take this to the next level...Its a little silly to constantly berate and belittle one sex over the other...I find its usually women taking the log of feminism and hitting men on the head with it...I mean really? Is it terrible if there are characters in movies or in film who portray women as frail creatures incapable of functioning without a man? Or showing men as being domineering and abusive? Its just entertainment...RELAX...If you cant handle it, its probably not a good idea for you to watch or read anything until you go see a therapist or something...<br />
<br />
People should think and always attempt to understand what they are watching/reading...discuss what they make of things and make sure that that their general thoughts coincide with the message sent across...But that doesnt mean you pick apart and dissect EVERY LITTLE THING...<br />
<br />
So basically I guess, props to the guys who do their part and the ladies who appreciate the guys in their lives who do their part...<br />
<br />
I love boys...I think girls are hot too, I check 'em out all the time...But BOYS...WOW!!<br />
<br />
:p</div>

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			<title>Divine Intervention</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2009 15:09:11 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Sometimes you need God...I dont care if you dont believe...but sometimes, you just need a little faith that there is someone out there looking out for you...Someone who can see the bigger picture that you cant see...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Sometimes you need God...I dont care if you dont believe...but sometimes, you just need a little faith that there is someone out there looking out for you...Someone who can see the bigger picture that you cant see...</div>

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			<title>Grrrrrr...</title>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 28 Sep 2009 15:04:25 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Im so tired!!! Who am I kidding? I am SOOO not cut out to work 7 days a week... :mad:

I hate working...down with work, down with work...

And how come I have to pay so much in taxes when I have two jobs??? Im WORKING, I need MONEY...HELLO!!!??? Stupid government...I hate them too...People get to hang out on social assistance and get to pay next to no taxes for not doing anything...I on the other hand get slammed with double-income tax penalties for having two jobs that I need...Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...

I hope everyone realizes that we dont PAY taxes, the government TAKES taxes...Cheque comes, money gone...THATS A JACK...!!!

And whats up with insurance??? In case stuff happens...well if stuff dont happen, shouldnt I get my money back??? 

Good behaviour is rewarded in jail too...Where is the good behaviour reward here???

Man am I ever pissed off...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Im so tired!!! Who am I kidding? I am SOOO not cut out to work 7 days a week... :mad:<br />
<br />
I hate working...down with work, down with work...<br />
<br />
And how come I have to pay so much in taxes when I have two jobs??? Im WORKING, I need MONEY...HELLO!!!??? Stupid government...I hate them too...People get to hang out on social assistance and get to pay next to no taxes for not doing anything...I on the other hand get slammed with double-income tax penalties for having two jobs that I need...Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...<br />
<br />
I hope everyone realizes that we dont PAY taxes, the government TAKES taxes...Cheque comes, money gone...THATS A JACK...!!!<br />
<br />
And whats up with insurance??? In case stuff happens...well if stuff dont happen, shouldnt I get my money back??? <br />
<br />
Good behaviour is rewarded in jail too...Where is the good behaviour reward here???<br />
<br />
Man am I ever pissed off...</div>

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			<title>Day 2</title>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 28 Sep 2009 10:23:42 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[Today is day two. Day 2 after I got indirectly dumped by my ex!
I have had three relationships. The last two I was being used as a dormat. Doormat involved cooking for them, never getting angry no matter what,
Giving them money, buying gifts which cost me my whole salary. I realise I was very insecure. Thus trying to compensate and be too good so they won't leave me. 
Unfortunately they all took advantage of me! The first just dint appreciate me, the second was terrible. He kept cheating I kept forgiving, finally it got to a head when he drove me back (I travvelled eight hours to see him) becos this other girl was coming. 
Funny enough, I stayed back for a bit after that. I even apologised for being unreasonable! Now I look back and wonder why. I left him later on though. He has been begging and proposing for the past two years. 
I wonder, why do they only beg when am gone? Is it impossible for someone to appreciate me while I am there? The both of them have been begging me with passion!
Anyway my third bf, he was nice, as usual I tried to compensate. Apologised for everything I did. Begged him whenever we quarrelled, cooked, cleaned, took food to him at work, washed, ironed, helped him with his office work, gave him money whenever he was broke. 
But he never appreciated. He kept telling me he was not sure if he wanted us to end up together. I wld break up with him, and he would say okay. I would beg him to come back. The last five times. 
Recently we broke up again, he said he wanted us to come back, while I give him more time to get mentally ready. . I agreed. He said I meant the world to him. 
Then the next morning I was in for a shock!

 he used my laptop to open a mail. 
When he was done, I collected his laptop, his box still open. I know I shouldn't have, but I saw a mail from him to his bestfriend. 
I opened it. His friend has been dating a gril for two years and was telling my ex that he wanted to marry her, 
But wanted to wait a year so he could make more money. Here is the reply my ex sent:
 
I think you should marry tracy if u love her.
I always wish I was still with chrerise(his ex).
I would have married her whether I had money or not. 
If u guys really love each other you should get married. 
There is no point waiting
 
 
I was so heartbroken when I saw this that I broke into tears. This is someone who had told me the night before that I was the best thing that happened to him. 
And here he was telling his friend that he wishes he was still with his ex. 
I started crying and asked him to explain. 
He stood up and started shouting on me, asking me why I read his mails, and said he was leaving. 
I was so confused and started begging. He walked out on me, left me there crying. 
 
 
I kbow what I did was wrong by checking his box, but at least couldn't he have respected me enough to explain?
I feel so down. I sent him a text telling him its finally over between us. 

I did everything I could to this guy, I loved him, but he never appreciated. 
He didn't bother replying. I cried a bit, but picked myself up. I am going to be strong. I want to change. Tired of the roller coaster of being taken advantage of. This is my diary.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Today is day two. Day 2 after I got indirectly dumped by my ex!<br />
I have had three relationships. The last two I was being used as a dormat. Doormat involved cooking for them, never getting angry no matter what,<br />
Giving them money, buying gifts which cost me my whole salary. I realise I was very insecure. Thus trying to compensate and be too good so they won't leave me. <br />
Unfortunately they all took advantage of me! The first just dint appreciate me, the second was terrible. He kept cheating I kept forgiving, finally it got to a head when he drove me back (I travvelled eight hours to see him) becos this other girl was coming. <br />
Funny enough, I stayed back for a bit after that. I even apologised for being unreasonable! Now I look back and wonder why. I left him later on though. He has been begging and proposing for the past two years. <br />
I wonder, why do they only beg when am gone? Is it impossible for someone to appreciate me while I am there? The both of them have been begging me with passion!<br />
Anyway my third bf, he was nice, as usual I tried to compensate. Apologised for everything I did. Begged him whenever we quarrelled, cooked, cleaned, took food to him at work, washed, ironed, helped him with his office work, gave him money whenever he was broke. <br />
But he never appreciated. He kept telling me he was not sure if he wanted us to end up together. I wld break up with him, and he would say okay. I would beg him to come back. The last five times. <br />
Recently we broke up again, he said he wanted us to come back, while I give him more time to get mentally ready. . I agreed. He said I meant the world to him. <br />
Then the next morning I was in for a shock!<br />
<br />
 he used my laptop to open a mail. <br />
When he was done, I collected his laptop, his box still open. I know I shouldn't have, but I saw a mail from him to his bestfriend. <br />
I opened it. His friend has been dating a gril for two years and was telling my ex that he wanted to marry her, <br />
But wanted to wait a year so he could make more money. Here is the reply my ex sent:<br />
 <br />
I think you should marry tracy if u love her.<br />
I always wish I was still with chrerise(his ex).<br />
I would have married her whether I had money or not. <br />
If u guys really love each other you should get married. <br />
There is no point waiting<br />
 <br />
 <br />
I was so heartbroken when I saw this that I broke into tears. This is someone who had told me the night before that I was the best thing that happened to him. <br />
And here he was telling his friend that he wishes he was still with his ex. <br />
I started crying and asked him to explain. <br />
He stood up and started shouting on me, asking me why I read his mails, and said he was leaving. <br />
I was so confused and started begging. He walked out on me, left me there crying. <br />
 <br />
 <br />
I kbow what I did was wrong by checking his box, but at least couldn't he have respected me enough to explain?<br />
I feel so down. I sent him a text telling him its finally over between us. <br />
<br />
I did everything I could to this guy, I loved him, but he never appreciated. <br />
He didn't bother replying. I cried a bit, but picked myself up. I am going to be strong. I want to change. Tired of the roller coaster of being taken advantage of. This is my diary.</div>

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