Pleasures of the Soul

[Marv]

Alright.

Honestly, drinking coffee at any time of the day is relaxing for me. It doesn't necessarily have to be a certain temperature outside and I don't have to be in a certain mood, but a nice cup of black coffee always ups my mood no matter what ^-^

I don't even drink for the caffeine either; I actually like how it tastes =D

[midgetshrimp]

It's the same with me and hot cocoa. I tend to live by the creed of hot cocoa being a cure-all. If I'm cold, hot cocoa. If I'm sick, hot cocoa. If I'm sad, hot cocoa. Always makes me feel better

[Tenjen]

one of my pleasures is a thing about this forum.

hard to express. but its the fact, for example, that say if you uses the word "sub" you'll have people thinking everything from the sandwich to BDSM.

the essence behind that and what it means is a pleasure of my soul.

[Don Alexander]

And when you use the word "sandwich"...

[Don Alexander]

Waking up in the night, thirsty, and having a bottle of cold, yummy drink in easy reach.

[TakerFoxx]

Tortilla chips dipped in ketchup/mustard/mayo.

What?

[Otaku201]

Being mentioned on a personal hero's facebook page. I squeed.

[Miss Vavavavoom]

My guilty pleasures are watching the Muppet Show and really old cartoons.

[GothPoet]

That new book smell.

[Otaku201]

Laying down on a $5000 bed in the darkness while talking to an old friend, and getting an "I love you."

[Dirty n Evil]

Those are three words can be some of the best syllables one's ear ever hears.

[Asaryu]

A couple of years ago I had this massive group of friends who all used to go out and do everything together and it seemed like we were this one, big, happy group. It was nice, and I thought I was happy. I thought they meant the world to me, and I loved how it felt that these people thought I was funny and fun and used to listen to everything I said and laugh at all the right times. Things changed for a variety of reasons, one of which is the occasional flipping of my 'bitch-switch', which sort of happens when I feel like I've been taken advantage of or been mistreated for too long. Not relevant. The point is that things changed dramatically in the social scene.

These days I have a smaller group of very, very close friends. People I love. People I love spending time with quietly reading or having a meal, playing board games or watching a movie. Having fun. But I don't feel obliged to entertain constantly. People who, for the most part, have matured to the same level as I have now. People who are genuinely happy and caring. People who don't just want me around for my entertainment value, but who deeply and selflessly love me for who I am, not what I can do for them.

I have my two darling housemates, one who I've known since the tail end of my depressive years who has stood by me through thick and thin, who has seen me turn bitch and has even been on the receiveing end of it, but always understood that even when I'm an unpleasant harpy I still have the best of intentions and I still love him dearly like the brother I never had. My other housemate is newer. Only a recent addition to our family-by-choice. And young, too. Only 20 years old at the moment. But she's been through so much and she's seen such awful things that she's had to grow up. She's still playful and fun, and we call her our pet because we want to look after her, but she's got this hard core to her. A tough centre that won't take shit from people without good reason. I have infinite respect for her and, to be honest, I see a lot of myself in her too.

I have this wonderful person I gave the last 3 years of my life to. For one reason and another the romantic relationship didn't work out, but I count him as one of my greatest allies, one of the people who has taught me the most about myself and who I still love and cherish, even though I'm not around so much to tell him.

I have my dearest friend from high school. She's sweet and vulnerable and loving and nurturing. She's all the soft things that I am too scared to be. She gets hurt, but she learns from it, but she doesn't harden up and push people away like I do, but she forgives them and sends them away to find what will make them happy. And my other dear friend from my high school days. Who, when I was sad and lonely, unloved and unwanted, picked me up every morning as I lay there broken in eggshell pieces and with careful words would bind and heal my wounds and send me off into the day, stronger than I was before.

And now, I have this new boy, who I have known for years, but who I have only gotten to know in the last year as we spent more time together, who has shown incredible insight. Who writes sweet nothings on my bare back when I am too exhausted to face the day.

All these people mean so much to me that when I am with them or around them I can't help but be thankful I have them in my life.

[midgetshrimp]

I forgot we had this thread

[Lighthawk]

I think a lot of us forget about a lot of the threads...it takes a brave soul to head down to the lower pages.

[midgetshrimp]

Actually, this might be a good one for me to post in. Bit of an exercise in positive reinforcement

I've always valued my family and friends above all else, knowing the bond that comes with those kinds of relationships. Lately with the need of their support I've been given the chance to see why it's so important for me to hold that value for these people. I'm lucky to have a mother and father who actually and actively care, and who support and try to guide me as best as they can. It's easy to take for granted how much is sacrificed by the people who raised you, and in my case, continue to keep on my feet. I have my small group of friends here, friend's I've known for most and almost all of my life, who I can trust to be honest and fair to me, if not always the most sensible. They've all made time to help me in huge ways when they're able, listening, offering advice, and many times crazy schemes to help me feel back home again. Even after a year away, we're all much the same, and in regards to how close we are, nothing has changed. Then there's the person who has given so much of herself to me over the past few years, who I have been fortunate enough to have shared so many wonderful experiences with, who has allowed me to look in the mirror and see who I am and how I can be the person I am capable of being. The person who I not only can trust to be honest and fair to me, but also practically always sensible (sometimes almost irritatingly (but also endearingly ^.^) so ) when my other close friends have those moments where sense isn't always made. These are the people I truly love and value, who I know I've made deep connections with that will last a lifetime, an who I hope I can be for them a fraction of what they've been for me. I know my future can be even brighter than my past having these people in my life, and it is a wonderful feeling to have the clarity to truly appreciate them.