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Considerate shoppers who rob the poor bloke who collects the trolleys of the only bit of excitement and variation to his day ?
 

You all know I find writing therapeutic by now right? Loneliness and if ANYONE ever feels like this, drop me a message and I'll be there like a shot.
Nobody visits because Nobody cares.
Nobody asks How are you? because Nobody dares.
Nobody writes and Nobody calls
Nobody worries how far he falls.
He’s Nobodies lover and Nobodies true friend
He has Nobody to keep fighting for, right until the end
He’s found himself being somebody Nobody chose,
Nobody thinks of and Nobody knows.
There’s Nobody with him as he eventually falls asleep
And Nobodies there again to dry the tears he can’t help but weep.
Nobody by his side, Nobody in his bed.
Nobody to turn to when he gets those thoughts in his head.
Now he recognises Nobody to be his best friend.
And he needs Nobody to help his heart mend.
He wants Nobody to come around for a talk.
And he waits for Nobody to take him out for that walk.
He knows Nobody is the one he can trust
And he’ll talk to Nobody as often as he must.
Nobody makes him laugh , Nobody makes him cry.
Nobody makes him get up in the morning and Nobody tells him why.
Thank God for Nobody. Where would he be without you?

That's just gonna make me do it even more now................while I'm reading to you!x?
 

People who make up words by putting together two other words. Vlog sounds like a very big poo to me. 

Where do you start with that?

People talking while I'm interrupting.

You all know I find writing therapeutic by now right? Loneliness and if ANYONE ever feels like this, drop me a message and I'll be there like a shot.
Nobody visits because Nobody cares.
Nobody asks How are you? because Nobody dares.
Nobody writes and Nobody calls
Nobody worries how far he falls.
He’s Nobodies lover and Nobodies true friend
He has Nobody to keep fighting for, right until the end
He’s found himself being somebody Nobody chose,
Nobody thinks of and Nobody knows.
There’s Nobody with him as he eventually falls asleep
And Nobodies there again to dry the tears he can’t help but weep.
Nobody by his side, Nobody in his bed.
Nobody to turn to when he gets those thoughts in his head.
Now he recognises Nobody to be his best friend.
And he needs Nobody to help his heart mend.
He wants Nobody to come around for a talk.
And he waits for Nobody to take him out for that walk.
He knows Nobody is the one he can trust
And he’ll talk to Nobody as often as he must.
Nobody makes him laugh , Nobody makes him cry.
Nobody makes him get up in the morning and Nobody tells him why.
Thank God for Nobody. Where would he be without you?

I recently had an issue with a purchase and I received a huge outpouring of support and help in the thread I started so have a read though that If you need any advice.
Although it looks to me like you have indeed spilt a cuppa on them so I think you're just going to have to soak them both in tea and think of them as a special edition.

I’m in a lot of pain. Hopefully it’s natural and I will adjust, but today one of my closest friends died, aged 39. I’ve known him for 30 years. He’s one of a very small number of people that I trust unconditionally.
Death happens all the time, I know this, but my mate Neil was put through the ultimate cruelty of pain and illness. He had bad diabetes, then sepsis, survived those for a while whilst having to live on crutches awaiting a hip operation that never came cos his organs were so damaged and his blood too tainted. 
In the end his heart stopped, his brain died and this afternoon his body shut down and he faded away within ten minutes of the ventilator being switched off, me and several others lost a massive part of our lives ?
Rest in Peace: Neil Anthony Ward 07/05/1980 - 21/05/2019 x

@rynny,
What i've noticed about this place is it's got a solid core of people who are liked and respected by others, no matter what views they have they're able to come through the other side and still be liked, still be cared about. You're right at the top of that tree. You've earned that over years. Sounds a bit cheesy but I'm really glad you felt this is the place you felt comfortable sharing. I'm sure you knew the kind of reaction you'd get pal. One of universal support and rightly so.
You're a good lad and people don't like to see good lads having a hard time of it. No words can be right when you lose a family member. None. There is no feeling like it in the world. All you can do is keep breathing and keep smiling at the good memories and know that at some point you'll feel like you've been hit with a hammer as you cry for the same reason you smiled.
Stay strong pal. I know for a fact the offers of support/beers/chats from your fellow DCFC members is genuine. Don't be afraid to accept one or two of them. All the best.
Craig.

You all know I find writing therapeutic by now right? Loneliness and if ANYONE ever feels like this, drop me a message and I'll be there like a shot.
Nobody visits because Nobody cares.
Nobody asks How are you? because Nobody dares.
Nobody writes and Nobody calls
Nobody worries how far he falls.
He’s Nobodies lover and Nobodies true friend
He has Nobody to keep fighting for, right until the end
He’s found himself being somebody Nobody chose,
Nobody thinks of and Nobody knows.
There’s Nobody with him as he eventually falls asleep
And Nobodies there again to dry the tears he can’t help but weep.
Nobody by his side, Nobody in his bed.
Nobody to turn to when he gets those thoughts in his head.
Now he recognises Nobody to be his best friend.
And he needs Nobody to help his heart mend.
He wants Nobody to come around for a talk.
And he waits for Nobody to take him out for that walk.
He knows Nobody is the one he can trust
And he’ll talk to Nobody as often as he must.
Nobody makes him laugh , Nobody makes him cry.
Nobody makes him get up in the morning and Nobody tells him why.
Thank God for Nobody. Where would he be without you?

I have to say, I loved @BurtonRam7 matchday plan too.
No bravado, no BS, just a lad looking forward to possibly the best day of his life, and sharing it with family and friends.
Even if it goes tits up, I get the feeling it's a day he'll remember forever regardless of result, because he's shared it with the people who matter, and made the time to make it that way.

You all know I find writing therapeutic by now right? Loneliness and if ANYONE ever feels like this, drop me a message and I'll be there like a shot.
Nobody visits because Nobody cares.
Nobody asks How are you? because Nobody dares.
Nobody writes and Nobody calls
Nobody worries how far he falls.
He’s Nobodies lover and Nobodies true friend
He has Nobody to keep fighting for, right until the end
He’s found himself being somebody Nobody chose,
Nobody thinks of and Nobody knows.
There’s Nobody with him as he eventually falls asleep
And Nobodies there again to dry the tears he can’t help but weep.
Nobody by his side, Nobody in his bed.
Nobody to turn to when he gets those thoughts in his head.
Now he recognises Nobody to be his best friend.
And he needs Nobody to help his heart mend.
He wants Nobody to come around for a talk.
And he waits for Nobody to take him out for that walk.
He knows Nobody is the one he can trust
And he’ll talk to Nobody as often as he must.
Nobody makes him laugh , Nobody makes him cry.
Nobody makes him get up in the morning and Nobody tells him why.
Thank God for Nobody. Where would he be without you?

You're right about words just spilling onto the screen, rather than being the result of careful planning. I get that sense with your posts, especially your analogies, though they always remain eloquent. It's where my (slightly less eloquent) 'drunken' match reports come from but, to be honest, they're powered more by elation and passion than alcohol. The same goes for the post you mentioned about drinking plans - that was fuelled by the excitement of all my potential plans (travel, meeting points, etc.) coming together and I couldn't wait to share them. Most importantly of all, it's posts on threads such as this that benefit from such spontaneity.
I really like the anonymity on here too and it only adds to what we've both talked about. It's why I don't really like it when people I know in person realise who I am. It's happened twice so far and I don't intend for it to happen again!
Thanks for the best wishes.

I don't even do Twitter or Facebook but I can see how they must kick people in the nuts. 
I mean it's a bit like having relationship issues and every song on the radio seems relevant. Your brain seems to pick out things on social media and start reminding you that you don't have this or that. You're not that handsome, thin, tall, pretty. They're a better parent, they earn more money, they have a better career, a nicer car, more friends. 
It's like holding a mirror up to your life when you're not in the right place mentally. Looking how much of a feck up you've made. When you view it then it's a mirror.
Yet when you post on it then suddenly it's a sales pitch. I'm super good looking, drive this car, look at my beautiful kids, look at me in the sun, look at my living room. Obviously not everyone is out there to boast. But we like to present the best "me" to the world. And it gets competitive between a lot of insecure people which leads to more insecure people. 
Facebook isn't really reality. Reality TV isn't reality. But anything that offers security or insecurity sells. A lot of people are looking for comfort or are in competition. 
I think as soon as you accept that your poo stinks and your best is good enough that you can live happily ever after. But even being aware of what social media is like doesn't help. Even not using it at all isn't protection. Our brains are all warped with mental images of the people we should be. Even if it's not jealousy of Dave and his new Range Rover it might be that your brain is showing you a better version of yourself. 
But when you are on your arse and still looking at the perfect world of everyone else... that is a kick in the nuts. If you think it might not be helpful, log out

@rynny,
What i've noticed about this place is it's got a solid core of people who are liked and respected by others, no matter what views they have they're able to come through the other side and still be liked, still be cared about. You're right at the top of that tree. You've earned that over years. Sounds a bit cheesy but I'm really glad you felt this is the place you felt comfortable sharing. I'm sure you knew the kind of reaction you'd get pal. One of universal support and rightly so.
You're a good lad and people don't like to see good lads having a hard time of it. No words can be right when you lose a family member. None. There is no feeling like it in the world. All you can do is keep breathing and keep smiling at the good memories and know that at some point you'll feel like you've been hit with a hammer as you cry for the same reason you smiled.
Stay strong pal. I know for a fact the offers of support/beers/chats from your fellow DCFC members is genuine. Don't be afraid to accept one or two of them. All the best.
Craig.

Ha! I'll take that!! 
What I love about this forum is that it's not really had any bravado. There isn't people presenting the best version of themselves because its anonymous. The mods and David do such an excellent job that you can't shoot people down and bully them out the door
So what we end up with is bit by bit, year by year, thanks to shitty football, people reveal themselves. Like the real them. 
Once people start putting themselves out there and seeing it's not rejected they show a bit more and you end up with beautiful threads like this one. 
I think I might be one of the many posters that spills nonsense from their brain onto these pages and I think others might see that as relatable even if they don't agree with me. 
I get that feel from numerous posters. I love reading their absolute rubbish. Your post about your play off match day plans was one of them. No bravado... just you typing words as they come in your head. I can tell as I read it. It was more interesting than looking at Big Dave's amazing night out pictures of balls
You don't get that on Facebook. Posts are planned mostly. Thought through for how others will read them. Like I am sure new posters do on here
In time, on here, people talk poo. Protected by anonymity. And it becomes such a comfortable place. 
I think people just relate to anyone who leaves a post unedited exactly as it left their brain. I do it all the time so that probably helps me get on with most people. Or I feel like I get on with most people. If I don't then that would be pretty gutting knowing short of seeing my face this is me! 
Hope we win on Monday, mate. For many reasons but it's a wicked day you have lined up and I hope you can sink dark fruits with your nearest and dearest with a daft grin on your face!

Alpha was right.
Social media really can kick you in the nuts ?
I'm not saying I'm the internet's best poster ever but I'm in the top 1 ? 

Alpha was right.
Social media really can kick you in the nuts ?
I'm not saying I'm the internet's best poster ever but I'm in the top 1 ? 

Think I've decided that you're the best poster on here mate. Every single post, whether it's funny or serious, is immensely readable.

This thread should be for anybody who needs to empty their brains. It doesn't matter imo what makes sense or anything like that. If its hurting then let it all fall out in here and maybe  someone can help pick up the pieces.
What would be terrible is anyone reading this thread thinking "well compared to that my problems don't seem so bad" and keeping it to themselves. 
Anyone who's on their arse should post in here. It doesn't matter if you have a "valid" reason or if it fits in. Sometimes people fall on their arse and getting back up is that bit that matters. Doesn't matter who had the biggest fall. 
I can't offer you much, bro. Other than my best wishes. I know feck all about people passing away. I know that life likes to punch you sometimes and you don't always see a way to ride the shots. But if you do keep rolling on then eventually it gets lost and punches someone else. That's one thing that applies to anyone in this thread with whatever issues. You just keep hanging in there and you'll pick up a win. Easier said than done but experiences teaches us it's true. 

@rynny,
What i've noticed about this place is it's got a solid core of people who are liked and respected by others, no matter what views they have they're able to come through the other side and still be liked, still be cared about. You're right at the top of that tree. You've earned that over years. Sounds a bit cheesy but I'm really glad you felt this is the place you felt comfortable sharing. I'm sure you knew the kind of reaction you'd get pal. One of universal support and rightly so.
You're a good lad and people don't like to see good lads having a hard time of it. No words can be right when you lose a family member. None. There is no feeling like it in the world. All you can do is keep breathing and keep smiling at the good memories and know that at some point you'll feel like you've been hit with a hammer as you cry for the same reason you smiled.
Stay strong pal. I know for a fact the offers of support/beers/chats from your fellow DCFC members is genuine. Don't be afraid to accept one or two of them. All the best.
Craig.

@rynny,
What i've noticed about this place is it's got a solid core of people who are liked and respected by others, no matter what views they have they're able to come through the other side and still be liked, still be cared about. You're right at the top of that tree. You've earned that over years. Sounds a bit cheesy but I'm really glad you felt this is the place you felt comfortable sharing. I'm sure you knew the kind of reaction you'd get pal. One of universal support and rightly so.
You're a good lad and people don't like to see good lads having a hard time of it. No words can be right when you lose a family member. None. There is no feeling like it in the world. All you can do is keep breathing and keep smiling at the good memories and know that at some point you'll feel like you've been hit with a hammer as you cry for the same reason you smiled.
Stay strong pal. I know for a fact the offers of support/beers/chats from your fellow DCFC members is genuine. Don't be afraid to accept one or two of them. All the best.
Craig.

I've tried posting a few times in here, but it just didn't sit right each time I've wrote it out.
As some of you know I did the cancer research relay for life last year, my grandma was diagnosed over 2 years ago with a very rare form of cancer. She went through all the treatments, operations, chemotherapy etc and was told she was in remission last April, she joined me at the relay and did the survivors lap and had a great day of it. However in September she took a turn for the worse, she went for some tests and  found out the cancer had returned very aggressively. Over the next 6 weeks she deteriorated rapidly. But as the strong woman she had always been she battled to the very end. There were days where we were told to expect the worse, yet she kept fighting and holding on. She eventually passed away peacefully in her sleep. 
At the same time my wife's grandma was on the same ward, in the next room. We were told to expect the worse, she battled on for a few months but lost her battle at the start of this year. 
Then this morning my wife's grandad has passed away (from her mother's side, grandma was from her dad's side) he has been suffering from dementia for the last 6 years.
To say the last 6-8 months have been poo is a bit of an understatement.
I feel like this is something I've needed to write and down but not known where. 

Why I like Mourinho and Klopp, one press conference can put a week of Eastenders episodes to shame for entertainment value