hugs Kitty Hey, don’t worry about not getting a silly thing like this done, you need to get a handle on your real life problems first.
FPK–I stopped in to request a title when I saw your latest post. I’m sorry to hear you’ve had a rough time lately. I couldn’t help but feel some deja vu when I read your post, because I feel like I’ve been in a place like the one you’re in (and more recently than I’d like to admit). E-mail me if you want to talk.
hugs
Dr. J
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Don’t sweat it, honey. You’re worth the wait.
Hey, FPK, no hurries no worries - sounds like you’ve got enough to worry about, though I daresay coming up with these titles is a welcome distraction.
Anyhow, it occurs to me that you deserve a title grander than Princess for all that you’ve done here, so here’s my vote:
Fairy Princess Kitty, Patron Saint of Humorous Creativity and All Kittens With Wings, Empress of SDMB, Duchess of Earl (and any other man with funny names), and Countess of Nmerology and Arithmetic.
OOF-DA, that’s bad - Ihope someone else can come up with something better. Chin up, FPK, it’ll all get better.
FPK.
A title is the last thing I need.
I told you it’s the last thing I need, so pleeeeze give me one.
Oh, and I need this ashtray, and this chair, and that’s ALL I need…oh,
Damn,I made my request without getting to your post about your troubles. If you can do it, fine. If you can’t, just as fine.
You have my hug from this old man.
I don’t want to hear any more about suicide, though. My wife did it and I tried it twice. Please see a pro if you seriously think you are getting to that point. One more hug for good measure.
Rick
Hang in there, Sweetie! You have a responsiblity to your loyal subjects not to hurt yourself, ever, because you are our princess (and a wonderful person). Stay safe.
hugs FPK It’ okay a title can wait smiles I’m already a Goddess. You just get a handle on life (superglue and duct tape one to life if necessarry) and we’ll wait patiently
::: Lightly futzles FPK’s hair. :::
You deal with life first. Be well and truly happy before you consider these things.
hugs kitty…
feel better.
My sweet Kitty, I do not claim to know you, nor will I probably ever understand the pain you are experiencing. I do know, however, that the people here care about you deeply. I think we all want you to experience life and love and all that is good about the world. It can be a cold, cruel place sometimes, there is no doubt of that. But it can also be full of light, purity, and joy.
Find a ray of light in your existence and latch on to it as hard as you can. Some day that thin beam will part the clouds, I assure you, and you will see the glory that can be.
{{{FPK}}}
Miss Kitty, your health is MUCH MUCH MUCH more important to me than any silly old title! Please remove my name from your too-long list – I’ll be more than happy to just go by the title I was given by some friends of mine: “Mistress of Trivia”. (It’s an aptly earned title, by the way – I know great gobs of useless information!)
Meanwhile, Take care of yourself – take time for yourself, and don’t let our expectations weigh you down!! (YOU are the most important person in your life, don’t ever forget that!)
Feel better soon!!!
(((((Kitty)))))
Take all of time you need FPK. This will wait, and your life is far more important.
Kitty, I know this sounds really trite, but it’s true; Some day all the pain you are experiencing now will just be memories, and you will be happy.
Just believing that got me through some really bad times when I was your age.
And remember that more people than you realize on these boards care about you and enjoy you and are your friends.
You’re a far better ‘kid’ than you think you are.
Official Papa Bear to five grand kids.
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Sorry to hear life is fairly savagely stroking your fur the wrong way, Kitty.
As so many others have said, don’t sweat getting back to us on the titles stuff until you’re up, around and ready.
In the meantime, take a wing feather here (Yes, dammit, I know they’re black, but the re-entry friction from that fall was a bitch). Preferably, grab one from the top (they tend to “ouch” less when you pluck them.
Now, whenever you get too downtrodden, take that feather and stroke it rapidly under your chin (or wherever else is convenient). It has been noted in much of the literature that stroking/tickling with fallen angel wing quills can greatly enhance the quality and joy of life. As a result, I give them out only sparingly, but if anyone deserves it, dear, you do.
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Hang tough, most favored feline.
Angel
Why thank you! Since you don’t specify, I suppose the first thing I should attend to is putting a girth (saddle strap) onto a steed of great stature, preferably one with an odd name. Stewball comes to mind. And put him to work at an odd business- like hauling the Grand Vizir’s rukh, like an elephant. Ahh… The luxury!