Welcome to General Chat - GAW Community Area
This General Chat area started off as a place for people to talk about things that are off topic, however it has quickly evolved into a community and has become an integral part of the GAW experience for many of us.
Based on its evolving needs and plenty of user feedback, we are trying to bring some order and institute some rules. Please make sure you read these rules and participate in the spirit of this community.
Rules for General Chat
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Be respectful to each other. This is of utmost importance, and comments may be removed if deemed not respectful.
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Avoid long drawn out arguments. This should be a place to relax, not to waste your time needlessly.
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Personal anecdotes, puzzles, cute pics/clips - everything welcome
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Please do not spam at the top level. If you have a lot to post each day, try and post them all together in one top level comment
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Try keep things light. If you are bringing in deep stuff, try not to go overboard.
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Things that are clearly on-topic for this board should be posted as a separate post and not here (except if you are new and still getting the feel of this place)
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If you find people violating these rules, deport them rather than start a argument here.
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Feel free to give feedback as these rules are expected to keep evolving
In short, imagine this thread to be a local community hall where we all gather and chat daily. Please be respectful to others in the same way
Rules For the rest of the Site also accessible on the sidebar.
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Your welcome. I probably talk too much about my family issues. My poor husband is my therapist. He just sits and listens. It dawned on me recently after a fiasco with my dad a few months ago. Even when someone like this dies the victim is never free. You will have that baggage until you leave this earth. Of course with time you can get better. I’m nothing like the train wreck I was in high school. If a person doesn’t have a trustworthy listening person in their life I believe therapy is the way.
FYI your username also makes me think & laugh. My dad only drank Budweiser back then, way before light beer was a thing. I would drink anything in my wild days but not beer. Every time I tried beer it was gross. To this day I can’t stand the scent of beer. But I did have a really comfy white long sleeve tshirt with Budweiser across the front in red. I wore it so much the in was almost pink from fading. It was my beach shirt back in 83-85. Some guy stole it from me and ai didn’t realize until a few weeks later. I knew instantly because he always asked me for it. I think of those care free days when I see your post😆 I don’t hate beer, just like the cigarette or the gun it’s not the fault of the harm. It’s the person. However I do know addiction is a disease and don’t blame the person, my dad. I struggle daily with addiction to sugar. Most days I’m beating it. Happy New Year to you also.
When I visited Myrtle Beach in 1983 I was gifted a Budweiser Beach Towel and I loved it. I used until it was worn out.
That’s cool. Fabric was real back then, not this plastic junk we have now.