Thank you...for loving me at my worst

That is the Title and chorus line of an excellent song by The Whitlams.

It got me to thinking.

When have you said "thank you, for loving me at my worst" to someone?

I want some happy stories, people.

 

Wow, that's deep FEHG. I know many people I need to say that to.

 

That's how I roll, Kuntry!
I should answer my own question.
Probably only to my best friends for dealing with me being a messy drunk over the years. And to my parents for being a right, Royal sh*t as a kid.

But, other than that, I rarely do things for which I need to apologise. Usually, if someone is offended, or upset, then it's their problem and not due to my poor choices.

 

To my mother.
Oh gad did I cause her some serious grief as a kid, a teenager and a bit beyond.
Wild beyond belief, jumping off roofs, taking on anything that was dangerous - Taking off when I wanted to etc etc bla bla, doing MY thing with no regard to her.
She said she never brought me up , but that I brought myself up as she had no control.
I turned out pretty good in the end, but not without a lot of luck, haha

She is one cool lady and I love her to death!!! and I have spent a decade and more trying to make up for all the crappy things I pulled her through. She is my rock.

..and that is enough sharing for today

 

I just said this to my father. I wanted to drop out of school so bad when I was young. He was there to put his foot down and keep me on the grind. I wouldnt be where I am today without him.

There was a time when I realized my current husband was the type of man who would never leave me and I could count on him like I never have anyone before. And it was right after that realization that he asked me to marry him and I said yes. I was in the process of divorcing my first husband and was bent on staying single until he showed me how beautiful he is and melted my resolve.

 

I have.

To my father and my best friend.

I sufferred a very serious traumatic injury a number of years ago. I was in very bad shape physically, emotionally and every way you could imagine.

I could no longer function and there were many days when i could not get out of bed. I would just lay there like a zombie staring at the ceiling.

Neither of them gave up on me or let me down, My father visited me in the hospital EVERY day. He did not miss one. He kept telling me I was the same person I was before....I just had to find her again.

My best friend treated me like I WAS the same person. No kid gloves and made sure I had a laugh whenever possible. She fed me, bathed me and made me believe that I was going to be ok because she believed so strongly that I was.

They loved me when I did not know who I was anymore and I will never be able to repay them for that. My father tells me everytime we talk that I can repay him by living the best life I can.

The man is a LEGEND! :smt049

 

Christ
My mother
My sister

 

My brothers ex girlfriend.
She helped me, even when she did not know me, when my brother was very sick and stayed for a few months in the hospital. The weekend after my brother got out of this place I found out what my now ex did to me. She gave me a hold, she was there when I was grieving most, when all my plans of my future life broke into pieces. She was there in the darkest time of my life, when I relized how much loss of my baby hurted me and the understanding that my ex never cared about the loss of our never born baby.
We developt a very close friendship, and I can say, that we are soulmates. I can trust everything to her and in return she can trust me. When I need help or advice, she is there, and if she is in need, I do my best to help her.

 

My girl was at her worst yesterday.

We were walking through the mall, and I was a few paces ahead of her. Walking towards us was a group of 16-19 year old white girls (very white in fact). My girl sensed that I and these girls were about to engage in a "lovemaking session of the eyes", so she began calling-out my name, but I ignored her. And as the teeny boppers walked passed me, the cutest ones smiled, and I smiled back, with my sexy ass. Then out of no where my girl began yelling, at the top of her lungs, in the middle of traffic jammed mall. And I was just there like WTF, so proceeded to leave


She followed me, just yelling and yadda yadda yadda yaddda…….then we got in the car and she was still going ON AND ON AND ON.

She was certainly at her worst, however, as we drove down the highway, at a speed of about 90 km/h, I looked into her eyes and said,,,,,"I may look at girls that are much sexier than you, but you are STILL the one I want, and STILL the one i love"……After I said that, she kind of relaxed a bit, and suddenly lost the rage that was in her eyes seconds before, and smiled. She then said "I hate loving you jay"……..then she punched me on the shoulder......


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Lmao, no lie tears of laughter ran down my cheeks, i love the mills and boon ending you got there.

Silly arse.

 

haha.....that's some smooth game you got there bruh.

 

I have actually never said this but I do no at times it can be hard dealing with me,my insecurities sometimes,and issues I have. I rather try to show that I am thankful than saying it. Showing lots of affection,etc