Keep the list going in the comments. Use your creativity and create a word with fuck in it. 1. Fuckopotamus 2. Fuckasaurus 3. Fuckadoodle 4. Fuckado 5. Fucktangle

I had to stop this time. I can’t think of a safe place. The one I had before when I did this meditation using the app just made me feel so incredibly sad. Then I tried searching my mind for another one and couldn’t. It’s like every door I opened to a place or memory just disappeared when I opened the door to look at it. What the hell do I do now?

Do you see number combinations repeatedly, like 1111? These are often referred to as angel numbers and many believe they are signs from God, your angels, the universe , or whatever you may believe. They are said to have different meanings depending on what that number may be. What is yours? Mine is 919. I see this number pretty much daily, multiple times a day. Meanings I have found (paraphrasing here) endings and new beginnings, you are right where you need to be. Trust your path. Don’t we hear Yogi B say this often? Stop fucking overthinking it. You’re right where you need to be. Dude, I think I get it now! 🤣I’m a chronically overthinking basket case, but I really do get it now. To add to the 🤦🏽‍♀️ of this particular number, it’s my birth date 🤣. Someone has a brilliant fucking sense of humor! It only took me 51 long years (in about an hour) to get it. Sometimes painful, sometimes fucking amazing, sometimes a little of both at the same time. Just be grateful for this moment and fucking breathe!

I have too much on my mind and my hands. There’s so many catch-22’s in my life and living situation that I’m just going in circles. I need to move, but have no money to do it until my wife/caretaker/wants to be divorced person begins a new job, hundreds of miles away. - I finally have a doctor who listens again but I can’t afford to live here so I’m going to have to do everything via telemedicine or find a new doctor wherever I move.- I can’t decide where to live partly because of income limitations, partly because of my myriad of health problems, not being able to stay awake and focus well enough to get a full picture of the places I could actually afford to move to. I really need something between assisted living and independent living with some in home care and cleaning etc. But the costs for that are WAY too high, even if she would generously give me half of her income for support, and which is not going to be even close to that in reality… I have many health issues including mental, but being that delusional is NOT one of them 😅 So here I am feeling almost hopelessly lost & still brokenhearted/grieving the end of my marriage even though it’s been mostly dead for a few years. I don’t know what to say or do now, I just stared at the blinking cursor for a solid 5 minutes or more.

Giving all my fucks to the moon!