Not only have I just steeped a cup of my favorite Kava Tea, but I just pierced two capsules of a 'Kava Stress Formula' to wash down with it. Even though the capsules themselves are relatively fast-dissolving, I like to help the process along. I've been doing this now for years, and the money I've saved on my former, doctor-prescribed, remedies---such as Valium---must figure into the thousands of dollars. Drugs, both legal and otherwise, are so terribly expensive. Herbs, not so much. I'm glad, even Grateful, that I found something that works for me. Anxiety is a major bitch. So, yeah. Does this paragraph seem to be beating about the bush? Well, maybe. I just don't know where to start, but I feel I must get this down in type.
I was never linked to from Nobody's "Church of Nobody" blog, but I certainly had a link to it on this one. After I felt too much time had gone by, and all my attempts to contact my Aussie friend came up empty, I started to look in even the most unlikely places, including this blog. My last visit here, a day or so ago, came up with a dead link from my link to Nobby's Blog. The newest page link title had changed, though, from the one I'd been seeing for two years. No matter where I ran with that text---and there are certainly many blogs out there who have a link to his site---I found only a sentence of text. It was only today, that I found the complete page via Google Cache.
Last year, our email correspondence (having increased due to his exit from blogging) had gone from Hopeful, to not so Hopeful over the course of about nine months. He was bouncing around Australia, even spending a short stint in Tasmania, trying to sort things out. Toward the middle of November, our emails got very honest. I finally starting sharing my true identity and my true person, and Nobs shared his mind. Nothing new much there, though, since he rarely held back. It did seem that he was becoming depressed, although I can't say I am even slightly qualified to make such a diagnosis.
Finally, after I had gotten particularly confessional in an email, he cheered up significantly, and explained that he had had a so-called 'moment of clarity', and was now on a mission. He got my address, for the purpose of sending some curios he wanted me to have. He said he was doing this for a number of friends from "The Church", and was tired of storing things for a place he might never settle into. Something like that. Basically, he gave the impression that he was "downsizing" his Life. It made total sense to me. At the same time, and especially looking back now, I felt something else. Being an HSP (absolutely true, and part of the reason for my anxiety), my inner self knew exactly what was really happening. Nobs was planning on leaving us. And by 'us', I don't mean to infer that he would ever maliciously hurt his friends....I mean he was planning his exit from this whole, goddamned insane planet. This was confirmed, as I read his long, last tome in Google Cache. He had no reservations. He even included a photo of himself at the end of the post. Damn...he DID look a lot like that actor in a couple of his last posts from 2012! As I looked in his eyes, I saw a gentle yet courageous man; a deep thinker; a man of nearly flawless logic. A true friend, too. I said my goodbyes today. I've never had this many emotions at the same time. Perhaps you understand.
I'm hoping that Aang, Kikz, John, Su and others (some of whom I've attempted contact) might leave a message at this moderated blog. I'll get back to you, if you'd like. Maybe we still have things to share.
Dave Q
I was never linked to from Nobody's "Church of Nobody" blog, but I certainly had a link to it on this one. After I felt too much time had gone by, and all my attempts to contact my Aussie friend came up empty, I started to look in even the most unlikely places, including this blog. My last visit here, a day or so ago, came up with a dead link from my link to Nobby's Blog. The newest page link title had changed, though, from the one I'd been seeing for two years. No matter where I ran with that text---and there are certainly many blogs out there who have a link to his site---I found only a sentence of text. It was only today, that I found the complete page via Google Cache.
Last year, our email correspondence (having increased due to his exit from blogging) had gone from Hopeful, to not so Hopeful over the course of about nine months. He was bouncing around Australia, even spending a short stint in Tasmania, trying to sort things out. Toward the middle of November, our emails got very honest. I finally starting sharing my true identity and my true person, and Nobs shared his mind. Nothing new much there, though, since he rarely held back. It did seem that he was becoming depressed, although I can't say I am even slightly qualified to make such a diagnosis.
Finally, after I had gotten particularly confessional in an email, he cheered up significantly, and explained that he had had a so-called 'moment of clarity', and was now on a mission. He got my address, for the purpose of sending some curios he wanted me to have. He said he was doing this for a number of friends from "The Church", and was tired of storing things for a place he might never settle into. Something like that. Basically, he gave the impression that he was "downsizing" his Life. It made total sense to me. At the same time, and especially looking back now, I felt something else. Being an HSP (absolutely true, and part of the reason for my anxiety), my inner self knew exactly what was really happening. Nobs was planning on leaving us. And by 'us', I don't mean to infer that he would ever maliciously hurt his friends....I mean he was planning his exit from this whole, goddamned insane planet. This was confirmed, as I read his long, last tome in Google Cache. He had no reservations. He even included a photo of himself at the end of the post. Damn...he DID look a lot like that actor in a couple of his last posts from 2012! As I looked in his eyes, I saw a gentle yet courageous man; a deep thinker; a man of nearly flawless logic. A true friend, too. I said my goodbyes today. I've never had this many emotions at the same time. Perhaps you understand.
I'm hoping that Aang, Kikz, John, Su and others (some of whom I've attempted contact) might leave a message at this moderated blog. I'll get back to you, if you'd like. Maybe we still have things to share.
Dave Q
