Usernames :)

On a random site, our user name was lifeisagony, and someone there took to calling us "eisa" because it was in the middle and made a good nickname, I guess? So we've just taken to using it randomly, I like it. And it's not taken very often, which is nice.

I love hearing about where everyone's username came from! Eisa that is really cool, I like that.

I love this thread too. But the fact I'm named after biscuits makes me feel very shallow when I read every elses well thought out replies :p

I'm loving *all* the replies and stories behind the names. Thank you all so much for sharing them

There's a personal story and history behind every single one. Even yours bourbon On a personal note, I'm glad you didn't call yourself PeanutButter. Yeeeergh

A bit of wishful thinking... one day we want to rise out of the ashes of our life, reborn like the phoenix.

Mine comes from the thing that happened the most in front of a computer. I often spill soft drinks.

Also, V has a problem when she speaks herself (not through me) of putting "S" in unrelated places. The "S" are also deformed to become "Sss", like a snake. The first sentence said by her : "Alssso, V ssshas a problem whensss she ssspeaksss herssself (not tsssrough me) of puttsssing "Sss" in unrelatsssed plasssesss"

Great question! I have enjoyed reading the replies.

Mine may be obvious - the meaning of "e pluribus unum" is "out of many, one." If I integrate someday, that would be true of me, but even co-consciousness is a version of becoming one instead of many.

I have a small tattoo that I am considering having "e pluribus unum" added to in a ring around it.

It has great meaning for me.

-- Thu Dec 01, 2011 7:47 pm --

A note to bourbon - don't feel bad... I love biscuits!!!! Comfort food rocks!

This past year for me has all been about finding the truth. As I started to get to know my Dad and his family after 12 years of estrangement, I began to feel like a hung jury, divided right down the middle. Even though I have now come to my own conclusions about the truth, I still feel divided, as if I have to choose which family I want to be my own. Coming to that conclusion was like a mallet hitting concrete that was already cracked. I broke into a million pieces.

I was just thinking of this last night. Somehow, everything I once cared about is gone(well, I still like biking and my wooly sweater ). But as far as dreams for the future and my purpose in life? I'm ashamed to say that all I want to do with my life is somehow make up for the time I lost. How can I possibly care about my future when my present is filled with so much chaos? Often not even mental chaos, just regular chaos from my (other) family. And that's why I'm still divided The sad, crying little girl just doesn't seem to care much about any of those things, and my adult self is just angry that that's the case. Sometimes I feel straight, other times I feel like I may be homosexual. Sometimes I feel like God is right there next to me,comforting me, while other times I wonder where He was all those years ago when I was so young and unable to make my own decisions. Why He put me in the family that so obviously wasn't the right one, when the right one was SO CLOSE. Attainable.

Yes, still very divided. And still sometimes doubt what I know is the truth about my past.

-- Fri Dec 02, 2011 3:40 am --

Oh, and 89 is my birth year

dividedtruth89 wrote:This past year for me has all been about finding the truth. As I started to get to know my Dad and his family after 12 years of estrangement, I began to feel like a hung jury, divided right down the middle. Even though I have now come to my own conclusions about the truth, I still feel divided, as if I have to choose which family I want to be my own. Coming to that conclusion was like a mallet hitting concrete that was already cracked. I broke into a million pieces.

I was just thinking of this last night. Somehow, everything I once cared about is gone(well, I still like biking and my wooly sweater ). But as far as dreams for the future and my purpose in life? I'm ashamed to say that all I want to do with my life is somehow make up for the time I lost. How can I possibly care about my future when my present is filled with so much chaos? Often not even mental chaos, just regular chaos from my (other) family. And that's why I'm still divided The sad, crying little girl just doesn't seem to care much about any of those things, and my adult self is just angry that that's the case. Sometimes I feel straight, other times I feel like I may be homosexual. Sometimes I feel like God is right there next to me,comforting me, while other times I wonder where He was all those years ago when I was so young and unable to make my own decisions. Why He put me in the family that so obviously wasn't the right one, when the right one was SO CLOSE. Attainable.

Yes, still very divided. And still sometimes doubt what I know is the truth about my past.

-- Fri Dec 02, 2011 3:40 am --

Oh, and 89 is my birth year

Reading that gave me a sensation of o_o but more as in blank mind then lolwut?

Spilt PsiPsi wrote:Reading that gave me a sensation of o_o but more as in blank mind then lolwut?

ugh....sorry, I had a rambling spell.