Writing It Randomly

Just had to pop in & share... my letter  was the 'Thought of the Week' of this week's Women24 Newsletter. [And it's probably more than just a little sad that I'm THIS excited about it.] P.S. The T I received in exchange for my written contribution:

We are a bunch of whiny bastards, aren't we?  No, I'm dead serious!  Just think of your day today, what were the biggest problems you had to face?  Come on, be serious:  If they were anything at all like the ones you can read on  http://middleclassproblems.com/ , they're not genuinely serious issues, are they?  I mean - your life is not being threatened, you have a place to stay, food to eat, etc. Take my morning for example.  The way I perceived it was: Urggghhhh...I had to get up @ 6pm to get ready & go to work, which kicked off with an 8 o'clock meeting.  Then I had to face the fact that I'm rapidly "growing" out of my 4 cupboards full of clothes and scrambled around for something suitable to wear to the office, during which time I realised that I can't remember my fiancé saying good-bye before he left home. What I should've been grateful for: I sleep in a proper bed every night; I don't have to get up earlier and then walk a long

I've recently (very recently, as in less than a week ago) joined the local gym.  I joined because none of my fat pants fit me anymore!!!  Luckily I feel lots of good & happy things inside most of the time, but I also need to be able to get dressed every morning.  In something other than pj's or underwear. My main goal right now, is getting myself into the groove of regular exercise.  After that, I'll add some more moves and tweak the diet.  No problem, but last night I seriously felt like I did all the cardio I can handle...and still, I was in and out of the gym under 20 minutes.  How sad is that? Usually, after any situation where I come across any form of resistance, I despise myself for not getting it perfect the first time around.  In true Esteé fashion I started doing the same this morning, because I felt like I should've pushed beyond the pain.  That it couldn't possibly have been all I had to give - just how pathetic, fat and unfit am I that less tha

Depressed, Obsessive Compulsive, Antisocial, Autistic...and these are all words that came up during just my own personal history.  It's often been said that only the insane think of themselves as 100% sane and some of my symptoms have, of course, lead to earlier diagnosis;  but what I'd really like to know, is (a) at which point you're deemed as non-functional;  and (b) whether it's really that important to be diagnosed and labelled if you're able to function anyway without any ongoing treatment?  We're bombarded with info on all of these disorders, syndromes & conditions these days and it just got me thinking... So what if I sometimes need to get up a few times at night to check things, that uneven numbers (except multiples of 5) drive me insane, that baking cookies is extremely difficult in between repetitive hand-washing, or that being touched is often extremely unpleasant for me?  I'm never late for work and perform well in my managerial position