EuroChook Saying Heya

[BigBlueHen53]

2 years ago, I was engaged to be married. I didn't know, because you can never know, that the situation was poor fated. We met at college, shared a first kiss beneath autumn trees on the main street in her town.

Her mother opened and read all her mail. If my fiancee Natalie ever wanted to go out, her mother demanded a full itinerary-'how she was going to drive there or what bus she would take, or what walking route... where she was going... After mother's divorce Natalie had become her crutch of emotional support. Mother was intensely insecure.

Every time I was not around, Natalie's mother was bent to heck on sabotage, calling me names, saying all kinds of nasty things about me to alienate Natalie from me. Mother would lie to Natalie--never telling her if I had come round. One time I had gone to see my sick father. We didn't think he was going to pull through... Well, my sister was talking in the background when I tried to call Natalie. That was enough for it all to get twisted. Nat was told I was clearly seeing another girl behind her back. It was just so messed up.

Natalie was so confused. I will never blame her. I just wish she had believed in me more.

I was waiting to see Natalie after class one time at college. I was bored, and there was a loose section of pebbled pavement, and I was using my foot, tapping loose pebbles into a nearby drain. Her mother, receptionist at the same college, used even that against me, told the police I was acting unstable and threatening and had them remove me from the campus. Long story short...After that, it was time to try any long shot or just drop it all and move away. I went round to Nat's bedroom window the next morning, with money and a plan of 'eloping' to my uncle's. I tapped on the window, called her name. Nothing. Her mother had made her swap rooms with the one her brother and sister shared--unkmown to me, I had been tapping on the younger sibs window as a result. Her mother went to the police with one of her weirder relatives, and used that against me, saying I was terrorizing the family... It was already on record from the day before that the cops had removed me from campus. They made up numerous allegations about me, even to the point of saying Natalie was being controlled by me and then took out a restraining order against me in her behalf.

I desperately went looking for her some months later. She had committed suicide by overdose.

God knows the hurt. All her thoughts still move through mine. Even though now my gentle lamb is in the place where roses dont grow, her flower doesnt fade.

She stays beautiful now and forever. This is her day. And Im so sorry, my new friends, if Im acting kind of weird.

Not weird at all. You do sound sad and hurt, though. Have you talked to a counselor about all this? It would help with the grief. And the other emotions as well ...

 

[EuroChook]

...And the American in me knows how to rise above. "The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep," sayeth Frost. So let's go, lighten the load, light glitters even in the darkest facets--

Q. What do you call a duck with a sassy mouth?
A. A Wise Quack.

 

[EuroChook]

Not weird at all. You do sound sad and hurt, though. Have you talked to a counselor about all this? It would help with the grief. And the other emotions as well ...

Thank you... I didn't speak to a counselor. But I had counsel of a different kind. There was a kind of miracle in the darkness. But I'm waiting until people see I'm not crazy before I share that. If anyone will want to hear it anyway. But it hurts still. It always will.

 

[BigBlueHen53]

Thank you... I didn't speak to a counselor. But I had counsel of a different kind. There was a kind of miracle in the darkness. But I'm waiting until people see I'm not crazy before I share that. If anyone will want to hear it anyway. But it hurts still. It always will.

Of course it will.

 

[KraftyPhoenyx]

Okay, let's see.

Blonde, green eyes, six feet tall, 220 lean pounds. (Male). Loves include making videos of cats playing with balls of string and posting them to instagram, tiktok and youtube as quickly as possible (I have no cats of my own--so you can imagine the trouble that one has caused me). Hates include trying to take short cuts in video games and hitting invisible "walls".

Interests include writing memoirs on rainy days thoroughly Thoreau style, and by the reflective scintillas of Walden Pond. (Wasn't Henry Fonda in that one?)

Always wanted to be that protagonist guy in those Sunday afternoon bildungsroman Iditarod classics.

Prayers you ask? Oh, always said nightly, at foot of bed, and include subjects such as thankfulness for God Himself, for The Pentagon, and for COPs reruns.

Holds syncretic view to this ancient rocky universe, (and what? A syncretist can pray!) Loves votive candles shaped like llamas, loves playing hopscotch on the street by himself; or with random kids who still remember how (and who always ask me, "What the--?!" Ah. Kids these days). Recently singled, after girlfriend left me and my big flock for a guy with a much smaller flock.

Seeking someone with sense of the humorous (and with sense in either humerus) for dinners by gentle candlelight, who enjoys joining me in reciting lines from Breakfast at Tiffany's, as we stroll along boulevards made velvet in night and rain, beneath an umbrella meant for just two. If you so desire, I just may be your Paul, if you would so care to be my Holly

--oh wait! I thought I was updating my DATING profile. Oh! Now is my face ever cinder red!

Well, most of that is on-point. Except for that which is not. (Also bulls, bullfrogs, bulldogs, bulldozers will do, for votive things. Hm. Maybe not bulldozers--and what does 'votive' mean?)

I spent all day (week) quickly (slowly) moving house to somewhere (to a smaller apartment) with a rocking view (of neighbors walls) in a great location (a cemetery is a mile off). It is very peaceful here (No wonder--they're dead). Blue skies-- I see the sun (I see the dead, I swear they want to talk to me, but don't quite know how. Hum, and now we have happy tunes. Hum, and sweet now are thine happy thoughts). And all this moving house (how time shrinks while space dilates and all the boxes now look foreign: "kitchenware"? What on Earth?) makes Mitchell one tired and wired lad. And thirsty. And likes Southern food. And can recite alphabet backwards in under 20 seconds (how bored is one to even try?)

I like you peoples, (to phrase long forgotten Borat). I would like to talk more like you. About this chickens. I like chickens. They're nice!

I know how hard it is to keep them chickens going safe and happy. I got my first as part of a rescue mission. Before that , I never had an opportunity to discover just how intelligent, how intuitive, how sweet, chickens are.

Here I hope to give and receive (when my turn comes). And I hope always to give more than I receive. Thank you for receiving me. Good vibes to all

Howdy! I just joined as well lol. Glad to see humor is still alive out there somewhere over the rainbow.

 

[azurbanclucker]

Was that the other BYC male escort elect I heard about?

I can neither confirm nor deny anything about another BYC member.

 

[BigBlueHen53]

Thank you... I didn't speak to a counselor. But I had counsel of a different kind. There was a kind of miracle in the darkness. But I'm waiting until people see I'm not crazy before I share that. If anyone will want to hear it anyway. But it hurts still. It always will.

There should be a number "1" at the top of your page, on an envelope-looking icon. Click on that, it's a pm.

 

[EuroChook]

I can neither confirm nor deny anything about another BYC member.

Haha That in itself is confirmation. I don't think you're one for just calling out random times of day, and since 'Midnight' could pertain to nothing else it is safely couched in confirmation.

And since you said "member" you confirm we are talking about one. And since you seem to be a very reasonable person, and don't seem to be inclined to calling out random member names, then we go to the context. "Midnight" would then be most closely linked to the male escort thing. Also the lovely [someone's name who I won't use] may or may not have told me (I too cannot confirm either way) that there was such a person.

Bingo. Albeit it is inductive reasoning and not deductive, I rest my case. Now I know whose posts to look up hahahahaha

 

[Nomadicus]

I bet now I know what "Midnight" refers too.

 

[EuroChook]

I bet now I know what "Midnight" refers too.

The witching hour? The middle of the night?