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Gussy\’s new grooooooove
24 March 2006Hello there all
Thankyou for those who replied to my last post…. things haven’t been smooth due to circumstances rather than an issue with either one of us. In times past I would reveal all, but I have to consider Adam’s privacy too so I’m not about to transmit it on air.
Some compromises have been found, and the next few weeks I’m going to be really trying to restructure myself in all ways possible so that I get into the situation again where I’m a wet weeping mess.
So I’m going to try something my doc taught me beforehand to get myself out of unwishable situations like this… Cognitive Behavioural Therapy.
It’s actually quite simple…. it’s simply a method of structuring your day on a hour-by-hour basis so that you achieve a few set small goals per day, and get yourself out of nice deep ruts by forming more positive habits. Start off with the basics… eating every day, getting up at a certain time and going to bed at a certain time. Then improve on that by adding in some regular study, and a little exercise. And you’d be amazed how well it works, but the pitfall is trying to fix it all in one day.
And positive reinforcement is also vital… imagining how happy you would be when you have it sorted out… that daydreaming kinda stuff. It really gets the motivation going.
Plus, having little rewards that you can give yourself if you achieve it. One of mine is that if I stop smoking now, and have not touched a cigarette between now and Easter, then I can buy myself something I’ve always wanted yet procrastinated getting… a Apple Ipod Nano 2GB. Mmmmmm… they are soooo sexy! heh heh
Anyway, enough about my boring personal life.
Whilst at work the past few days, i’ve been oh-so-unsubtlely watching the Commonwealth Games Diving on Foxtel.
NEVER have I seen more beautiful boys! I was actaully tuning in to watch some of my friends from Brisbane take part in their firs comm games, when this lovely little English boy caught my eye. Who would have thought that Poms could look so good? I thought they all had horrible teeth and bad hair….
Mmmmmmmmm
From the exterior thousands of miles away things look positive. Not to mention my lengthy chats with Adam. Stress builds in every relationship not to mention your work schedule does not help one bit. I’ve always been curious about your psychological state of mind Gussy. If you recall I use to be drowning in anti-depressive meds and the sort and never really seemed to fix the problem, only put them off for a while. At last i finally stopped it all and have never felt better. You have a good heart darlin so don’t ever think you’re some soppin wet mess.
Most divers look good, really good. On the other hand our swimmers (da boys) have shit-house complexions, what’s up with that? Too many hormones and not enough sex?
Meanwhile keep plugging away.
I’m glad that you’re working things out. I was worried about you. <HUG>
And yes, that boy is yummy… very yummy… *drool*
If you stop smoking now, you could save yourself from having serious illness in the future, too! You’re about the same build as me, which means you are likely to be prone to spontaneous pneumothoraces (collapsed lungs). Smoking increases your chances of one, and decreases the chance of the lung healing itself. Trust me, I’ve seen it happen to somebody else who was in hospital the same time I was.
If not anything else, I’m a morale booster.
Hey Gus,
Even though I don’t know you that well,I can tell by the positivity of this post that you’re being mature about what sounds like a difficult situation.You’re taking active steps to improving your life- I hope it all works out just how you want!
It’s funny how my Dad watching the Commonwealth Games diving takes on a completely different meaning to me or you watching it- eye candy!!
We need details!
What’s yummy-boi’s name? Where can we find further pics?
He actually looks not unlike you.. when I could first see his head, I thought it was a shirtless picture of yourself that you’d posted…
Also, it’s good to hear that things are going well.. I’m just reaching the stage in a relationship when I have to make a decision to either invest some time/energy into nurturing things, or letting it die from neglect… You’ve managed to keep it alive for years - I hope I can do as well..
He surely is. There is something about him that I like. Maybe his serious face?