Board Thread:Friend Code Exchange/@comment-2606:A000:1015:CA08:5436:10F0:9340:DCC9-20191222082337/@comment-2606:A000:1015:CA08:E4AC:A853:BC71:1A21-20200101174736

Hi, Portia.

Im up again, my inlaws woke me up. They don’t realize it’s a holiday and they sleep at 7pm, so, of course they start banging around early 🤪btw, how weird is it that I don’t have a husband but I have his parents 4 1/2 years later🤣...my life should be a sitcom, really but nobody would believe it!😂my mom named it years ago, “my life on mars” when neither of us spoke any of the others’ language & had to live every day together in a VERY small house w my new baby. That was a hoot! Not! It was torturous 😩

Anyway, Yay! That’s so cool! I love that you’re English!🤩😍I just wondered because you say well done a lot and for some reason, when I would read it, in my brain, I would hear it in an English accent, which I love to hear btw! Maybe because it’s different from our US that I’ve heard forever? Idk...Noah?😃

. I try really, really hard not to let myself fall into stereotyping because I don’t like it applied to me, a fat person, because the things people would think aren’t necessarily true. Also, being married to a Vietnamese man for nearly 20 years and me being white, well, in America,...well, we’ve come a long way but have a long way to come as very evident by our current state of very embarrassing affairs🤦‍♀️🤷‍♀️So, I try not to do that to other people the best I can. But all that being said, I couldn’t help myself, frustratingly. I’m not sure why that happened, but, I’m annoyingly (apparently, I’m told, but not mean) honest and claim my mistakes so I can learn. Again, perhaps, Noah? Try as we might, our brains fight against us. Nature? Nurture? Environment? All?🤔

Regardless, I hope it’s ok that I was nosey, Portia, I think it’s very cool and when I read your words I hear them in a very lovely, sweet way😊

btw all, I realize it might come across that I’m a bit manic from my writing...I’m not. I just have insomnia because of pain from health issues and because I live in a very small fish bowl because of those issues, I now can not get out socially. My circle has become non existent. So, there’s me, a teenage autistic son (who went from thinking I hung the moon to hating me, coincidentally when his dad left without a word to him to live w his secret whore that was only a secret to me, even my mil knew)& my in laws who don’t speak English. We can’t have a real conversation besides the broken everyday words we can mush together for survival in the home but lots falls through the cracks & gets lost in translation, lots, or you’re saying one thing they’re understanding another, that’s fun. Especially getting through serious medical stuff.

So, my point is, I’m not manic, I just don’t get to speak English, or anything to anyone and have been very isolated for several years besides the occasional doctor visit or something else if I’m able but I’m usually not. Then I found here...and I can talk and people talk back and don’t tell me I’m stupid or to shut up or to fuck off(sorry). It’s just nice. That’s all. And as much as I’ve said here, it’s nothing and I won’t be saying anything else here, don’t worry 😊. It’s just nice to have people be nice and talk back and I guess I have a lot to say. And in my brain, I’m not talking as fast as it may come across here when reading. It can’t be too fast, I’m Southern 😉(because there’s a stereotype that we southerners are slow...but, well, is it a stereo type if it’s true? Our way of life is slower than the north though it’s getting much faster👎🏼)

💖😍