I am sorry things didn't live up to your expectations. I think i have been in similar situation myself. If you want to talk about it in person then I am around.
I would very much like that: you are welcome to pop around for a cuppa anytime, you know?
The logistics of meeting up have been rather difficult of late, what with you working during the day and us being knackered in the evenings between Stefan's teething and having been ill and my fibro deteriorating again rather dramatically. Any suggestions as of how to go around these?
On a slightly different note: Saturday I need to pop into Ikea, but Michael is in desperate need of catching up sleep (he has been answering all of Stefan's night calls to avoid my flare up getting even worse, bless him), so although I have the car I have the problem of juggling Stefan and my purchase, so a pair of extra hands would be especially welcome: fancy the trip? It's going to be early I'm afraid, outbound around 9 and back by 11:30 for young master's lunch.
not managing to check your lj, email or out-of-credit phone is not being crap, and I had figured about the NEC thing from your reply to Jon about Friday plans, so no harm done!
The invitation to come round for a cuppa whenever stands though, as does the wish for a chat when you feel like it :)
Sorry to hear that you're suffering from cultural problems, hugs all round. While there is a different broad culture in the UK from Europe, the North from the South perhaps it's just those people than you.
The thing is that this is the second instance of the same situation within a church context, and a reiteration of the difficulties I've had in the past 8 years in relating and forming deeper friendship that then become part of day-to-day life, "living life together" as it were, as I used to have in Italy and still yearn for.
Under these circumstances it's very difficult to keep thinking "it's them, not me", especially because I never believed that in a world of blind people the one who can see is king: in a world of blind people the one who can see is different and therefore marginalised.
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The logistics of meeting up have been rather difficult of late, what with you working during the day and us being knackered in the evenings between Stefan's teething and having been ill and my fibro deteriorating again rather dramatically. Any suggestions as of how to go around these?
On a slightly different note: Saturday I need to pop into Ikea, but Michael is in desperate need of catching up sleep (he has been answering all of Stefan's night calls to avoid my flare up getting even worse, bless him), so although I have the car I have the problem of juggling Stefan and my purchase, so a pair of extra hands would be especially welcome: fancy the trip? It's going to be early I'm afraid, outbound around 9 and back by 11:30 for young master's lunch.
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I am really sorry but we have guests down this weekend for a thing up a the NEC.
Life appears to be conspiring against me :/
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The invitation to come round for a cuppa whenever stands though, as does the wish for a chat when you feel like it :)
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Under these circumstances it's very difficult to keep thinking "it's them, not me", especially because I never believed that in a world of blind people the one who can see is king: in a world of blind people the one who can see is different and therefore marginalised.
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