Dennis the Menace wonders about his potential

[Aristotelian]

Denninmi (5,852 posts)

Ladies of the Lounge, help a guy out, please. I need to know the truth - Train Wreck or Potential?

Last edited Fri Jul 26, 2013, 06:44 PM USA/ET - Edit history (1)

I need your honest opinions, brutally honest. Do I have any potential as a partner/husband? 

I'll give you both the pro's and con's of my life.

I guess the good stuff first:   

I'm almost 50, but I look and feel younger than my age. I have two college degrees and am gainfully employed full time in a white collar paraprofessional job, which I enjoy and am good at, so I would like to believe I'm at least reasonably intelligent, the many typos I make on DU posts notwithstanding (in my defense, usually posting from my iPhone with a tiny keyboard, and kinda poor eyesight). I am in good shape now, although I was formerly overweight by about 60 lbs. I'm really athletic now, and enjoy every minute of it. It's a permanent change, I can't imagine ever going back. I eat very carefully -- free range and organic as much as possible, a lot of v****** and fruit, dairy, I try to avoid all processed foods. I'm not bad looking -- I'm no Robert Redford in his prime, but I'm no Quasimodo either -- kinda look like David Hyde Pierce from Fraser, but with a VERY neat and very short beard, sandy blond hair. Working hard on my physique -- I've got some muscles now and look pretty decent at the beach or pool. I'm extremely neat and clean in my appearance, in fact, I'm kind of a clothes horse, I enjoy shopping. Weekdays, I'm all about the suit and tie, but a little quirky, I like to wear high quality, nice hiking boots or shoes instead of dress shoes, which I hate, I would never wear a gold watch, mine is a sports watch with about a million functions. Weekends, I'm all about the athletic look or the rugged outdoors look. And, I try to have fun on the weekends, might spend some time fishing, might go on a really long ride on my bike. I cook, on a pretty high level, you want something worthy of a Michelin Guide restaurant I can make it for you given a little forewarning. I clean, I do yard work, I do laundry, windows no problem. I am only fair with repairs, so if it's something simple like a broken door knob, yes, if it's replumbing the washing machine, no. I'm very considerate of others, I'm the guy who always remembers office birthdays, always tips the building cleaning lady, maintenance guys, and management office secretary every holiday season, I'm the guy that always remembers to take little Easter baskets to the little kids across the street, that sort of thing. I have a big garden, which I love, and I take a lot of my produce to friends and neighbors. I am pretty high energy again, now that I'm in shape, so I get a lot done, despite the fact it seems like I'm constantly on DU. I'm definitely a romantic, I'm the guy who is into rose bouquets and little gifts out of the blue, for no reason at all, and I would never forget a birthday, anniversary, or holiday, never, I promise. A lady I was involved in would come home or come over to find spontaneous surprise candlelight dinners with something romantic like Anita Baker playing in the background, and a fire in the fireplace. I live in a good community in a house that is completely paid for. I drive a couple of decent but older Chevy SUVs. I have a positive attitude most of the time, but when I'm not, I will try to keep it to myself. I have been a great dad over the years to my three dogs, I've seen two through major, very expensive health crises.


So, now that I've plead my case for the good, I'll get to the bad and the ugly. Some of it is really bad and really ugly.   

My life hasn't been easy, and as a result, I'm kind of overly sensitive, not always the most outgoing guy, been kind of a loner for a long time, but I do get along great with people when I get to know them. I have some physical health issues, but nothing that can't be managed. No DU Lounge secret, I have -- hopefully I can use the past tense "had" here really soon -- some, um, how to put it delicately, "issues" last year -- pretty serious ones. OK, I pretty much had a good old fashioned nervous breakdown, although they like to call it "being in crisis" these days. And, a doozey of a crisis it was. I could have let it destroy me. I found my inner strength, a lot more than I knew I had, and I fought back really hard. I'm winning that war, in a big way, but not in a Charlie Sheen way. And yes, I'm still pretty wounded and bitter about what happened last year, my theme song is "Not Ready To Make Nice". But I try to let that out in appropriate places - yes, I see a therapist regularly, which helps, and yes, I see a psychiatrist once every few months. Both have pronounced me pretty sane and stable, as much as anyone else in our society who is fully functional in the real world. I see the MD mostly to get off the junk they gave me last year, which did nothing but make me addicted and sick with some kinda funky side effects, including anemia and a neurological tremor. I’m still bitter and resentful and just a little skittish from my childhood, as I grew up in a home with extreme abuse and domestic violence due to mental illness of my father, and it was hard, isolating, and dehumanizing. But, I made it through that and am stronger now for it in a sense, trial by fire. I sincerely want to get over all of that, and the act of wanting, and trying really hard, is important, because I know I will get to a place that, while I won’t forget, I can forgive and move on.
I listen to music, obsessively, usually on a Bluetooth in my ear. A nervous habit I can’t break, it was a real security blanket last year – cycling, the gym, and the boys of Bon Jovi, U2, and Green Day got me through this. So it’s probably annoying, especially when I’m singing along to some Brad Paisley song, really badly. I'm pretty damned bad with money, I do have a semi-decent retirement fund, can't access it until the minimum age for distribution, but day to day, it's pretty much paycheck to paycheck. I can be a little hurt and resentful if someone forgets my special days like birthdays, I guess because I make such an effort and feel that it is thoughtless not to at least note it. At times, I don’t feel like a grown man, I feel like a little boy who can’t take care of himself, but at other times I feel smart, capable, and confident, guess it goes day by day some days. Back to kids --- if you want kids, I'm definitely not your guy, I'm too old, and mostly, I worry that my genes are bad (see the next part and you'll know why), and I would never subject kids to what I went through, even though I know I would never act like my father, but there is always that bit of self-doubt.

I guess I could go on and on, but you get the picture, good and bad.

So, am I a train wreck looking for a place to happen? Or, is there a tiny glimmer of hope, might I be a little chip of a diamond hiding in the dirt?

I just gotta know. And, I will probably delete this in a day or so, because it’s pretty embarrassing and very personal.

TIA

DUmp Link

I think that perhaps we're seeing the tide turn back to the depressed side of his bi-polar P.T.S.D.

I wasn't going to bring it over, until I saw the line at the bottom about deleting it...posterity does seem to demand that it be preserved.

[Chris_]

Par

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Graphs

[BattleHymn]

I listen to music, obsessively, usually on a Bluetooth in my ear.

Has he tried Taverner's new album?  

I can be a little hurt and resentful if someone forgets my special days like birthdays, I guess because I make such an effort and feel that it is thoughtless not to at least note it. At times, I don’t feel like a grown man, I feel like a little boy who can’t take care of himself,

Signed,

Every DUmp male

[Skul]

Signed,

Every DUmp male

 

I'm almost 50, but I look and feel act younger than my age.

12?

I have two college degrees and am gainfully employed full time in a white collar paraprofessional job.

South American history and Wyminns Studies. Works as asst. mngr. at fast food outlet.

yes, I see a therapist regularly

No shy, shitlock.

So, am I a train wreck looking for a place to happen?

Google Spain.

Trolling the DUmp for a little tail.
Dennis is trying to horn in on stevenumbers gig.

[67 Rover]

Paraprofessional?  Two degrees but is still not licensed to practice anything? 
You are Just a Fu*king assistant.

[Carl]

I see he avoided child molester in his resume.

[jukin]

You post on the DUmp. Your potential is nil.

[GOBUCKS]

He forgot to mention that he is an officially, professionally diagnosed lunatic who spends part of each day sobbing in a toilet stall.

He also forgot to mention that he is buried in an overwhelming mountain of credit card debt, but continues to spend like a drunken sailor.

So, am I a train wreck looking for a place to happen?

No, Dennis, you are simply a train wreck, period.

But if you share enough of your miserable life with the DUmp, you could be a Top Five DOTY.

[DumbAss Tanker]

Den, the only potential you have is to be the 'New bitch' if they mistakenly put you in general population instead of sending you off to segregation with the other sex offenders.

[98ZJUSMC]

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I can be a little hurt and resentful if someone forgets my special days like birthdays, I guess because I make such an effort and feel that it is thoughtless not to at least note it. At times, I don’t feel like a grown man, I feel like a little boy who can’t take care of himself,

Signed,

Every DUmp male

I'll second the  

Eventually, truth wins out.

yes, I see a therapist regularly

This is my shocked face.

[SSG Snuggle Bunny]

I see he avoided child molester in his resume.

That would ruin the surprise.

[Ogre]

I’m still bitter and resentful and just a little skittish from my childhood,

All I could think of was this [youtube=425,350]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=APwfZYO1di4[/youtube]     

[Aristotelian]

Paraprofessional?  Two degrees but is still not licensed to practice anything? 
You are Just a Fu*king assistant.

Para used here is one of those magical words which completely reverses the meaning of the word to which it is attached.

Knowing the DUmp, it probably means that he cleans in a lawyer's office.

[Aristotelian]

He also forgot to mention that he is buried in an overwhelming mountain of credit card debt, but continues to spend like a drunken sailor.

He claims to have a 'semi-decent retirement fund' but acknowledges that "day to day, it's pretty much paycheck to paycheck" - by which he means credit card bill to credit card bill.

[Skul]

is there a tiny glimmer of hope, might I be a little chip of a diamond hiding in the dirt?

Cat turd in the sand box, is closer to the truth. 

[GOBUCKS]

Para used here is one of those magical words which completely reverses the meaning of the word to which it is attached.

Knowing the DUmp, it probably means that he cleans in a lawyer's office.

A paralegal is like a parabeagle. A good one will fetch.

[Bad Dog]

Cat turd in the sand box, is closer to the truth. 

Beat me to it.  Credit card statements usually arrive about this time every month.  I'm no parapsychiatrist but, I'm envisioning the car reaching the peak of the roller coaster rise. 

[Skul]

Beat me to it.  Credit card statements usually arrive about this time every month.  I'm no parapsychiatrist but, I'm envisioning the car reaching the peak of the roller coaster rise. 

I stayed at a Holiday Inn Express last night, and the squirrels woke me early. 
Got a hunch you're right about the roller coaster.

[franksolich]

http://www.democraticunderground.com/1018443701

Oh my.

It's long, but it's worth reading anyway, because he says it's pretty embarrassing and he'll be deleting it.

Denninmi (5,857 posts)   Fri Jul 26, 2013, 02:43 PM

Ladies of the Lounge, help a guy out, please. I need to know the truth - Train Wreck or Potential?

I need your honest opinions, brutally honest. Do I have any potential as a partner/husband?

I'll give you both the pro's and con's of my life.

I guess the good stuff first:

I'm almost 50, but I look and feel younger than my age. I have two college degrees and am gainfully employed full time in a white collar paraprofessional job, which I enjoy and am good at, so I would like to believe I'm at least reasonably intelligent, the many typos I make on DU posts notwithstanding (in my defense, usually posting from my iPhone with a tiny keyboard, and kinda poor eyesight).

I am in good shape now, although I was formerly overweight by about 60 lbs. I'm really athletic now, and enjoy every minute of it. It's a permanent change, I can't imagine ever going back. I eat very carefully -- free range and organic as much as possible, a lot of veggies and fruit, dairy, I try to avoid all processed foods. I'm not bad looking -- I'm no Robert Redford in his prime, but I'm no Quasimodo either -- kinda look like David Hyde Pierce from Fraser, but with a VERY neat and very short beard, sandy blond hair. Working hard on my physique -- I've got some muscles now and look pretty decent at the beach or pool.

I'm extremely neat and clean in my appearance, in fact, I'm kind of a clothes horse, I enjoy shopping. Weekdays, I'm all about the suit and tie, but a little quirky, I like to wear high quality, nice hiking boots or shoes instead of dress shoes, which I hate, I would never wear a gold watch, mine is a sports watch with about a million functions. Weekends, I'm all about the athletic look or the rugged outdoors look.

And, I try to have fun on the weekends, might spend some time fishing, might go on a really long ride on my bike. I cook, on a pretty high level, you want something worthy of a Michelin Guide restaurant I can make it for you given a little forewarning. I clean, I do yard work, I do laundry, windows no problem. I am only fair with repairs, so if it's something simple like a broken door knob, yes, if it's replumbing the washing machine, no.

I'm very considerate of others, I'm the guy who always remembers office birthdays, always tips the building cleaning lady, maintenance guys, and management office secretary every holiday season, I'm the guy that always remembers to take little Easter baskets to the little kids across the street, that sort of thing. I have a big garden, which I love, and I take a lot of my produce to friends and neighbors.

I am pretty high energy again, now that I'm in shape, so I get a lot done, despite the fact it seems like I'm constantly on DU. I'm definitely a romantic, I'm the guy who is into rose bouquets and little gifts out of the blue, for no reason at all, and I would never forget a birthday, anniversary, or holiday, never, I promise. A lady I was involved in would come home or come over to find spontaneous surprise candlelight dinners with something romantic like Anita Baker playing in the background, and a fire in the fireplace.

I live in a good community in a house that is completely paid for. I drive a couple of decent but older Chevy SUVs. I have a positive attitude most of the time, but when I'm not, I will try to keep it to myself. I have been a great dad over the years to my three dogs, I've seen two through major, very expensive health crises.
 
So, now that I've plead my case for the good, I'll get to the bad and the ugly. Some of it is really bad and really ugly.

My life hasn't been easy, and as a result, I'm kind of overly sensitive, not always the most outgoing guy, been kind of a loner for a long time, but I do get along great with people when I get to know them. I have some physical health issues, but nothing that can't be managed. No DU Lounge secret, I have -- hopefully I can use the past tense "had" here really soon -- some, um, how to put it delicately, "issues" last year -- pretty serious ones.

OK, I pretty much had a good old fashioned nervous breakdown, although they like to call it "being in crisis" these days. And, a doozey of a crisis it was. I could have let it destroy me. I found my inner strength, a lot more than I knew I had, and I fought back really hard. I'm winning that war, in a big way, but not in a Charlie Sheen way. And yes, I'm still pretty wounded and bitter about what happened last year, my theme song is "Not Ready To Make Nice".

But I try to let that out in appropriate places - yes, I see a therapist regularly, which helps, and yes, I see a psychiatrist once every few months. Both have pronounced me pretty sane and stable, as much as anyone else in our society who is fully functional in the real world. I see the MD mostly to get off the junk they gave me last year, which did nothing but make me addicted and sick with some kinda funky side effects, including anemia and a neurological tremor.

I’m still bitter and resentful and just a little skittish from my childhood, as I grew up in a home with extreme abuse and domestic violence due to mental illness of my father, and it was hard, isolating, and dehumanizing. But, I made it through that and am stronger now for it in a sense, trial by fire. I sincerely want to get over all of that, and the act of wanting, and trying really hard, is important, because I know I will get to a place that, while I won’t forget, I can forgive and move on.

I listen to music, obsessively, usually on a Bluetooth in my ear. A nervous habit I can’t break, it was a real security blanket last year – cycling, the gym, and the boys of Bon Jovi, U2, and Green Day got me through this. So it’s probably annoying, especially when I’m singing along to some Brad Paisley song, really badly.

I'm pretty damned bad with money, I do have a semi-decent retirement fund, can't access it until the minimum age for distribution, but day to day, it's pretty much paycheck to paycheck. I can be a little hurt and resentful if someone forgets my special days like birthdays, I guess because I make such an effort and feel that it is thoughtless not to at least note it.

At times, I don’t feel like a grown man, I feel like a little boy who can’t take care of himself, but at other times I feel smart, capable, and confident, guess it goes day by day some days. Back to kids --- if you want kids, I'm definitely not your guy, I'm too old, and mostly, I worry that my genes are bad (see the next part and you'll know why), and I would never subject kids to what I went through, even though I know I would never act like my father, but there is always that bit of self-doubt.
 
I guess I could go on and on, but you get the picture, good and bad.

So, am I a train wreck looking for a place to happen? Or, is there a tiny glimmer of hope, might I be a little chip of a diamond hiding in the dirt?
 
I just gotta know. And, I will probably delete this in a day or so, because it’s pretty embarrassing and very personal.

Lady Freedom Returns (5,531 posts)    Fri Jul 26, 2013, 07:47 PM

22. You sound like plus to me!

[obumazombie]

Bullet train wreck. TGV. Tre Grande Vitesse train wreck.