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Adora Bubble
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Diplomat personality with an earth child soul and a shattered heart. Lived and learnt and continue to be open despite troubled times. LGMD diagnosed and abused and abandoned.
Now I'm a mummy to my boy.
The tides they will turn.
Adora Bubble • upvoted 2 items 3 years ago
Adora Bubble • upvoted 29 items 4 years ago
People-Share-Growing-Up-Poor-Unwritten-Rules
Not really a societal expectation, but more of a familial one. I never once knew how closely my family toed the poverty line, thanks to how my parents ran things. My dad, though, he would volunteer me all the time to help friends, family, coworkers in need, if I was able to at all. Never let me ask for a single dollar from them, unless it was explicitly "a job" and for, say, a friend of a friend. I helped his coworker move a handful of times. I cut my elderly neighbor's grass. I helped so-and-so connect their internet, or a friend of his to replace their carpet. I had no idea what my old man was fostering in both me and them. When I moved out on my own, his coworker called, offered to help. Showed up with antiques from his late mother as a housewarming gift for my wife and I. The man who's grass I cut? He passed away, and left me his piano, since he knew I liked to play. The friend with the carpet? Hooked me up with a decent paying job right out of college. The internet-illiterate ones? Solid mechanics, and know my vehicle inside and out. He was teaching me something so much more than just an exchange of goods and services. These weren't I.O.U.s coming due. The man knew the value of community and friendship, and just how far people would go for someone else if they just cared, even an ounce. It bleeds over in my day to day, now, too. I may see someone at the grocery store struggling to find a product, so I take the time to help them out. It costs me only a few minutes, and I may never see them again. Or, I find out the person I helped is the very same one standing behind the counter at the DMV, and makes my time just a little bit shorter as a thanks. TL;DR, my pops taught me the value of kindness.
Surprisingly-Intelligent-Pet-Stories
I have a blind, 150lbs of solid muscle, American Bulldog. He loves everyone. If he hears a new voice, the "love wiggles" begin. He is just a huge loverdog. Sleeps with my 4 year old every night. Gets along with my cats and other dogs. Just a giant sweetheart. Well, a work buddy of mine gave me a ride home once. Invited him in for a bit. We walk in. My pup starts his love wiggles... ...and stops. Ears fall. Tail droops. His expression changes from his usual happy-go-lucky self into... the dog he looks like: A vicious monster. Well... he bears his teeth, starts growling at my buddy, and when my son walked into the room, he went nuts. He lunged at my buddy, snarling, teeth barred. WTH? He never acts like this. EVER. I was so confused and embarassed. My buddy leaves. I scold my pup. Life goes on. Fast forward a few months and it turns out the buddy of mine from work is arrested for possession of CP. My blind beast who loves everyone... somehow knew to hate this guy. He instinctively disliked him. And when my son came into the room, he went into protect-mode and tried to get the guy. Creepy stuff.People-Share-Growing-Up-Poor-Unwritten-Rules
Not really a societal expectation, but more of a familial one. I never once knew how closely my family toed the poverty line, thanks to how my parents ran things. My dad, though, he would volunteer me all the time to help friends, family, coworkers in need, if I was able to at all. Never let me ask for a single dollar from them, unless it was explicitly "a job" and for, say, a friend of a friend. I helped his coworker move a handful of times. I cut my elderly neighbor's grass. I helped so-and-so connect their internet, or a friend of his to replace their carpet. I had no idea what my old man was fostering in both me and them. When I moved out on my own, his coworker called, offered to help. Showed up with antiques from his late mother as a housewarming gift for my wife and I. The man who's grass I cut? He passed away, and left me his piano, since he knew I liked to play. The friend with the carpet? Hooked me up with a decent paying job right out of college. The internet-illiterate ones? Solid mechanics, and know my vehicle inside and out. He was teaching me something so much more than just an exchange of goods and services. These weren't I.O.U.s coming due. The man knew the value of community and friendship, and just how far people would go for someone else if they just cared, even an ounce. It bleeds over in my day to day, now, too. I may see someone at the grocery store struggling to find a product, so I take the time to help them out. It costs me only a few minutes, and I may never see them again. Or, I find out the person I helped is the very same one standing behind the counter at the DMV, and makes my time just a little bit shorter as a thanks. TL;DR, my pops taught me the value of kindness.Surprisingly-Intelligent-Pet-Stories
I have a blind, 150lbs of solid muscle, American Bulldog. He loves everyone. If he hears a new voice, the "love wiggles" begin. He is just a huge loverdog. Sleeps with my 4 year old every night. Gets along with my cats and other dogs. Just a giant sweetheart. Well, a work buddy of mine gave me a ride home once. Invited him in for a bit. We walk in. My pup starts his love wiggles... ...and stops. Ears fall. Tail droops. His expression changes from his usual happy-go-lucky self into... the dog he looks like: A vicious monster. Well... he bears his teeth, starts growling at my buddy, and when my son walked into the room, he went nuts. He lunged at my buddy, snarling, teeth barred. WTH? He never acts like this. EVER. I was so confused and embarassed. My buddy leaves. I scold my pup. Life goes on. Fast forward a few months and it turns out the buddy of mine from work is arrested for possession of CP. My blind beast who loves everyone... somehow knew to hate this guy. He instinctively disliked him. And when my son came into the room, he went into protect-mode and tried to get the guy. Creepy stuff.Surprisingly-Intelligent-Pet-Stories
My fiancé and I adopted a puppy back in February. We got her at 9 weeks old. She always slept through the night in her crate with 0 accidents and 0 problems. About two months after we brought her home, we were all sleeping in the bedroom when suddenly Kali (the pup) starts whining out of the blue, which was very unusual for her. My fiancé goes to let her out of the crate to take her outside but she just laid back down in the back of the crate and kept whining. Then we heard what sounded like someone coming up our basement stairs. Fiancé went to check, nothing. So he picked up Kali to take her outside when he hears the pounding again. He looks around and doesn’t see an animal or anyone in our yard making these noises. Then a car drove by and set off our front flood light, showing the neighbor across the street laying in front of his door at 4:30AM when it’s 20 degrees out, banging on the door yelling for help. Fiancé brings Kali back inside and rushes to the neighbors house to help the guy out and called 911. Turns out the man has dementia, got lost going to the bathroom, locked himself outside and slipped on his icy front steps. Kali woke us up to go help him. Good girl, Kal.Surprisingly-Intelligent-Pet-Stories
I had a really bad day and was in my room crying, my cockatiel Stormageddon started screaming from his cage so I got him out, he jumped onto my shoulder and put his head on my cheek and started saying "it's ok it's ok it's ok" over and over again. I say that to him when he freaks out in his cage at night time (a car honks a horn outside and he starts screaming and flapping his wings) I didn't realise he could tell I was sad and say it back to me to comfort me like I comfort him let alone say it at all.
Hey Pandas, What Song Describes Your Life?
The Script - superhero. Back in 2014 my partner had a motorbike accident, the stupid man rang me with the calming voice telling me how much he loved me and if he didn't see me before he passed that he would wait for me on the other side. I was on my way home in my friends car when that song came on. He is my superhero, he has never left my side and reminds me everyday that he loves me,never broke his promiseHey Pandas, What Song Describes Your Life?
Kimi wa Dekinai ko (You are a useless child) by Kikuo. I'm getting on the bus to another world, by TuyuHey Pandas, What Song Describes Your Life?
Either Battle Scars by Paradise Fears or This Is War by Thirty Seconds to MarsHey Pandas, What Song Describes Your Life?
falling for U- Peachy! and mxmtoon keep it to myself- ellise THAT BIT**- Bea Miller Wings- Little MixHey Pandas, What Song Describes Your Life?
Unwritten- Natasha Bedingfield Scars to Your Beautiful- Alessia CaraHey Pandas, What Song Describes Your Life?
I am gonna put 2 I lost a friend-FINNEAS I lost a lot a fake friends and they really changed me as a person (still trying to figure out if the change makes me worse or better?) Nothing ever changes-Nico Collins it says a lot about riots and shooting very relatable with the world we live in you should check it out it is free on amazon music if you have an account and it might be on sound cloudHey Pandas, What Song Describes Your Life?
Pinball Wizard, because there is someone better than me at everythingHey Pandas, What Song Describes Your Life?
Baby shark because i'm an immature annoying person BABY SHARK DODODODODODOHey Pandas, What Song Describes Your Life?
There are several Time to Say Goodbye— twenty one pilots. An unreleased song, you can only find it on YouTube. There were copyright issues because Tyler Joseph used bits of the opera performance Con te partiró in the song. Air Catcher— twenty one pilots. I dunno, just really feelin this one right now Dear mr President— p!nk The Judge— twenty one pilots. I have loved this song since I first heard it in 2016 or 2017-ish and I just resonate with it on a personal level. It’s one of my favorite songs.Hey Pandas, What Song Describes Your Life?
I'm Me by Us The Duo. Describes me almost perfectly, besides the fact that I don't have a man quite yetHey Pandas, What Song Describes Your Life?
Uh....... not one song for my WHOLE LIFE but whenever I am sad or miss something/ someone I have landslide playing in my head on repeat. This is weird... but Stevie nicks voice is so soothing in this song it feels like she’s talking directly to me. I really would recommend landslide from Fleetwood Mac 1975 album Fleetwood Mac. Listen to the live version as well 1998 album the dance.Show All 29 Upvotes
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People-Share-Growing-Up-Poor-Unwritten-Rules
Not really a societal expectation, but more of a familial one. I never once knew how closely my family toed the poverty line, thanks to how my parents ran things. My dad, though, he would volunteer me all the time to help friends, family, coworkers in need, if I was able to at all. Never let me ask for a single dollar from them, unless it was explicitly "a job" and for, say, a friend of a friend. I helped his coworker move a handful of times. I cut my elderly neighbor's grass. I helped so-and-so connect their internet, or a friend of his to replace their carpet. I had no idea what my old man was fostering in both me and them. When I moved out on my own, his coworker called, offered to help. Showed up with antiques from his late mother as a housewarming gift for my wife and I. The man who's grass I cut? He passed away, and left me his piano, since he knew I liked to play. The friend with the carpet? Hooked me up with a decent paying job right out of college. The internet-illiterate ones? Solid mechanics, and know my vehicle inside and out. He was teaching me something so much more than just an exchange of goods and services. These weren't I.O.U.s coming due. The man knew the value of community and friendship, and just how far people would go for someone else if they just cared, even an ounce. It bleeds over in my day to day, now, too. I may see someone at the grocery store struggling to find a product, so I take the time to help them out. It costs me only a few minutes, and I may never see them again. Or, I find out the person I helped is the very same one standing behind the counter at the DMV, and makes my time just a little bit shorter as a thanks. TL;DR, my pops taught me the value of kindness.Surprisingly-Intelligent-Pet-Stories
My fiancé and I adopted a puppy back in February. We got her at 9 weeks old. She always slept through the night in her crate with 0 accidents and 0 problems. About two months after we brought her home, we were all sleeping in the bedroom when suddenly Kali (the pup) starts whining out of the blue, which was very unusual for her. My fiancé goes to let her out of the crate to take her outside but she just laid back down in the back of the crate and kept whining. Then we heard what sounded like someone coming up our basement stairs. Fiancé went to check, nothing. So he picked up Kali to take her outside when he hears the pounding again. He looks around and doesn’t see an animal or anyone in our yard making these noises. Then a car drove by and set off our front flood light, showing the neighbor across the street laying in front of his door at 4:30AM when it’s 20 degrees out, banging on the door yelling for help. Fiancé brings Kali back inside and rushes to the neighbors house to help the guy out and called 911. Turns out the man has dementia, got lost going to the bathroom, locked himself outside and slipped on his icy front steps. Kali woke us up to go help him. Good girl, Kal.Surprisingly-Intelligent-Pet-Stories
I have a blind, 150lbs of solid muscle, American Bulldog. He loves everyone. If he hears a new voice, the "love wiggles" begin. He is just a huge loverdog. Sleeps with my 4 year old every night. Gets along with my cats and other dogs. Just a giant sweetheart. Well, a work buddy of mine gave me a ride home once. Invited him in for a bit. We walk in. My pup starts his love wiggles... ...and stops. Ears fall. Tail droops. His expression changes from his usual happy-go-lucky self into... the dog he looks like: A vicious monster. Well... he bears his teeth, starts growling at my buddy, and when my son walked into the room, he went nuts. He lunged at my buddy, snarling, teeth barred. WTH? He never acts like this. EVER. I was so confused and embarassed. My buddy leaves. I scold my pup. Life goes on. Fast forward a few months and it turns out the buddy of mine from work is arrested for possession of CP. My blind beast who loves everyone... somehow knew to hate this guy. He instinctively disliked him. And when my son came into the room, he went into protect-mode and tried to get the guy. Creepy stuff.Surprisingly-Intelligent-Pet-Stories
I had a really bad day and was in my room crying, my cockatiel Stormageddon started screaming from his cage so I got him out, he jumped onto my shoulder and put his head on my cheek and started saying "it's ok it's ok it's ok" over and over again. I say that to him when he freaks out in his cage at night time (a car honks a horn outside and he starts screaming and flapping his wings) I didn't realise he could tell I was sad and say it back to me to comfort me like I comfort him let alone say it at all.Hey Pandas, What Song Describes Your Life?
The Script - superhero. Back in 2014 my partner had a motorbike accident, the stupid man rang me with the calming voice telling me how much he loved me and if he didn't see me before he passed that he would wait for me on the other side. I was on my way home in my friends car when that song came on. He is my superhero, he has never left my side and reminds me everyday that he loves me,never broke his promiseThis Panda hasn't followed anyone yet
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