Question of the Day – No. 274 Posted on January 21, 2019January 21, 2019 by Troy Headrick What situation went better than you thought it would go? Share this:TwitterFacebookTumblrLinkedInRedditPinterestPocketTelegramWhatsAppSkypeEmailPrintLike this:Like Loading...
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Well… leaving my home for Erasmus. And joining parties and night outs during this time. I am a little bit of a loner, I didn’t think I would have enjoyed “social life” so much, but I loved every minute of it.
Very interesting! And after this experience, do you consider yourself being as loner as before it?
I’m still okay with being alone, and sometimes I need my “me-time”, but I’ve also learned how to enjoy other people’s company 🙂
I know this is an extremely insignificant situation compared to what most people will respond but I just turned 26 & have always dreaded getting my own health insurance because of all of the doctors I see/prescriptions I take – I always had good insurance so I dreaded when I was kicked off and wouldn’t be able to afford my depression/anxiety/insomnia etc meds but it was a great experience and I got a good plan!
That’s very interesting! Do you think the fact that you had a plan made the difference?
The decision I made Jan 2nd 2018. I decided to look for somewhere to live on my own. I put my mind to the task and had a mortgage sorted and keys in my hand by Feb 28th! I think the phrase that best sums it up:
“Well… That escalated quickly!” 🤣
That’s awesome! Congratulations! It’s a great example that when we put our mind to something, we get it done!
Real life story: I moved into a town newly because I got a job there.
The house where I was stayed in temporarily at the time didn’t have a fence that could secure my car, so I decided to park my car on the streets close to an estate that was secured by soldiers.
Unfortunately, the next morning, I didn’t see my car! For the first few minutes, I actually scratched my eyes to be sure I wasn’t dreaming. In fact I regretted parking there, and I was unsettled for the first few minutes.
However, after I was convinced I wasn’t dreaming, I became surprised after 10 or minutes, that I was too calm beyond my own belief because one of the worst things had happened to me, and I felt I should only be crying and immersed in negativity, but my inner calmness and tranquility naturally came to play and made the real situation appear far away from what it really was.
Next, I experienced another thing that never happened to me before, and which I will never forget because it was just too real and unusual. I don’t think anyone would understand.
What happened next was that my nerves automatically calmed down, and I could clearly feel a giant hand on my shoulder, and a soothing voice in my heart telling me that I would soon see my car, and I shouldn’t panic. This happened even though I was fully aware that the town had experienced many cases of stolen cars that were never seen again.
Only a handful of cars were seen later outside the town by caring people who reported to the police. Some people actually believed the police were behind some car thefts. All these thoughts were hovering around my mind but not able to control it at all.
While thinking about all these thoughts, I was a bit confused and didn’t know where to go, or what to do, but to trust that great voice.
So I decided not to go back home; rather that uncontrollable power made me walk in confusion towards a police station to report. As I got towards the police station, I peeped into it, and lo and behold, my vehicle was parked within the fence of the station.
Well, I became a little bit more happy than my usual self, even though I didn’t need to see the car to be a bit happier. After I met the police and told them what happened to me, I showed them evidence of car ownership, and they repsondes by saying that people living around the estate reported to them about the car whose owner they’ve never seen; hence they decided to use a towing van to tow it to their station.
Withing an hour or two, after discussing with the police, I was knce again, as usual, back in my car, driving and looking for where to take some drinks and celebrate my experience of a soothing voice and overwhelming presence that overwhelmed me with peace and tranquility that can’t be described in words.
Till today I don’t know whether to say it was God, his angels, or my spiritual guide — whatever, I dont know, but that power us there and I will meet it in the afterlife.
Thank you and regards.
What an amazing story! It seems that somehow things turn out ok sooner or later.
yea, it seems so. the whole thing shocks me till date whenever I think about it
Welll…. I’m never going to go again. I only had to stay for 41 hours, but, I was so scared prior to arriving. From the moment that I walked into the precinct and went through all of the pre-jail stuff that you have to go through (including strip searching), I was treated as though those people enjoyed having me there. I got smiles from everyone, they were all very nice, and they were even a little sad when I was released. That made it a little better for me, but I will NEVER put myself in position to go to jail again. I missed my family and the bed was horrible. I’m vegetarian, so I didn’t eat much, which was good because if I don’t eat, I don’t poop. I’m sure you’ve heard about cell toilets… Anyway, as uncomfortable as it was, it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.
What did you expect from it?
I sure didn’t expect poetry to earn itself 80,000 hits last year!
That’s awesome! Congratulations!
Most of them, I tend to over estimate my enemies/rivals and under estimate my allies/friends.
Where do you think this comes from?
The art of war being misinterpreted by child me leading to an unproductive habit.
My visit to the dentist last Thursday.
That’s great! This visits always seem scarier than they should.
So you being alone is better than you thought it would be?
Every time I go to my uncle’s house, he always give me unhealthy foods. He buys ice cream or some fast food when he knows I’m going to his house. I always hate going there because I break my diet when I’m there. I have low EQ and I can’t say no to food. If I muster up my resolve in to not eating the food, he answers back by saying, “So what am I going to do with this food? Should I just throw it away? But I bought it just for you because I know they are your favorites.”
Yesterday, Sunday, he invited me to his house to watch football. I did not want to go because I know he was going to buy a pizza or something unhealthy. I’ve also been good with my diet. However, my cousin texted me to go there. He told me that he misses me. So, I decided to go.
To my surprise, my uncle had something healthy. He had vegetables!!!!!! He also had baked chicken. He asked me if I wanted Pop. When I said no, to my surprise, he did not force me to drink it.
So that went well lol
It seems that somehow he learned how to behave so you can go there. Our relatives usually try to make us guilty so we can do what they want.
I never thought that problem would go, Rather I face it… Because I don’t want to come back to the problem of my life for the second time…😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😉😉😉😉😉😉😉😉😉😉😉😉😉😉😉😉😉😉😉😉😉☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️😎😎😎😎😎😎😎😎😎😎😎😎😎😎😎😎😎😊😉☺️🙂😃🤩
What was different that what you expected.
That it was much easier…I was happy that it was over with so quickly and painlessly.