The Chateau Diaries #194 Former boyband bedbug turned porcelain fondling charleston dancing parasite!

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Albee

I have been a trailing spouse for 23 years. I don’t have friends as such in my day to day life. Only aquintences. People come and go constantly in this lifestyle. Some keep in touch some don’t. Those that keep in touch I can count on my one hand.
Our year group from school do keep in touch via our 30 year reunion WhatsApp group, we are all over the world. We keep each other up to date on births, deaths and celebrations.
I have one friend from uni. We keep in touch often and meet up when I’m in town.
My two best friends have been with me for over 25 years. one I met through friends while studying and the other was a colleague of my husbands. We now all live in different countries but talk almost daily. They are the two I can count on.
 
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Reader's digest

Once upon a time in London... Somebody missed a flight...had to sleep in Stephanie’s apartment... And what was this story with the perfume again?
 
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HalcyonOrganic




Being shoved aside, not being needed anymore .. like in that Bette Middler Film where she meets her best friend or so and then something happens that droves both apart or so and they never talk to each other until something brings them together again.. I probably should watch that film again
 
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KyBourbon

Yes, “Beaches!”

@HalcyonOrganic you should have seen the bachelor party I threw for him…It was a great one (if you’re a straight male!). We ended up at a strip club…the first, last, and only time I’ve ever done that My eyes were scarred! I had to shower for hours to wash away the terrible shame!
 
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HalcyonOrganic

Plates, Wallpaper, animals on the table, napkins with motives…

ahm everybody!! It’s time for a „meeting“ to discuss … something urgent.
Ky, why don’t you, we’ll let’s say cook some goulash meanwhile…
 
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MRShavershamsdress

Thank you for sharing that. It’s never easy. Many of us of a certain age have horror stories of homophobia. I was accidentally outed in high school by my own actions. My father gave me the choice of conversion therapy with a Christian therapist or homelessness. I was self aware enough at the time so I decided to play his game to finish my senior year. I left for university and never looked back. Mom kicked his ass to the curb my freshman year. I didn’t see him again until eleven years later when I identified his body after he drank himself to death. I loved my dad very much. After their divorce was granted I told him he’d made his choices and lost his oldest son as a result. We had a lot in common but he chose to succumb to his demons. In many ways it was my most hurtful experience with homophobia. My mom, brother and the grandparents were totally different. Their attitude was you’re family and we love you. So much so that my mom did have a history of calling before a big event to see if I was available for hair and make up, and maybe something sparkly from the drag bag. But the most horrifying experience with homophobia was the suicide of my boyfriend at university. We’d been together for two years. I moved off campus so we could quietly live together even though he still had a private dorm room. He was outed when his fraternity brother saw him leave our apartment to go back to campus. It was a small southern school and I was out. The news was all over campus by the end of the day. To compound matters he was African American, literally. One parent from the DRC and the from the American southern Atlantic coast. I am white. So there was a heaping helping of hate for both our orientation and races. Someone called his parents and they made him come home. On Monday I went into my newspaper job and found a note in my box to call his fraternity’s faculty advisor as he’d killed himself over the weekend. I was told I was unwelcome at the funeral and that his death was my fault. Obviously that was not true, but my mental state fractured and I shut down. My best friend moved in and protected me. She got me through finals, made sure I ate and bathed and refused to leave my side until the next term started. I didn’t date again for years, and I refused to ever let anyone force me back into the closet. To this day I think of what a fine and wonderful young man he was. I miss him still almost 40 years later. I do not wonder “what if” because that is fruitless. It’s one of the reasons I’m still active in my community, attend pride and refuse to dim my light for anyone or any reason. @KyBourbon I sympathize with your experience and send you a virtual hug. Life hurts us sometimes, but we can become better people for it.
 
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Freesia54

Tea with lemon said:
Why is Dan talking about windows?
I am not an expert in construction works, but it seems to me that a building must first have a roof.
Do any of you 15 know if there is a chateauverse rehab clinic somewhere for me to sign up for?
Click to expand...
Well he can't afford a roof, will probably never be able to afford a roof but in the interest of possibly getting some funding for a roof he has to be seen to be doing something, but something that will not cost him any money. So let's start with the windows or the remains of them. He didn't even know how many windows there were, Amoury had to hazard a guess at approx 40. So thats the plan make the windows, double glaze them and then store them somewhere until he can afford floors and walls oh and a roof.
 
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Kickintheass

Shoot me now. I just watched the first 5 minutes of Disenchanted (home alone ok to be curious). Some of it was filmed just south of Dublin in Enniskerry and Greystones (village and pink house) saw them in the five minutes so switched off due too feeling nauseous.
 
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MRShavershamsdress

My nephew tells me that having a “guncle” (The Guncle is a fabulous book by the way) is the best gift anyone could get.
 
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Le Baiseur

I hope your friend's kids grew up to be raging homaseshas.
 
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HalcyonOrganic

What were you ashamed off? I mean you really have a stripper physique. Don’t be ashamed showing your talents.
 
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Madame de Pompanddoodoo

@KyBourbon My friend didn’t stand up for me, so I assume he felt the same way. It was a hurtful experience. Homophobia at its finest. Luckily for me, I met some truly wonderful friends as an adult who stood by my side even after I came out. And I have a wonderful partner of 20 years.

So pleased that you have found true friendship and happiness after such a horrible experience. Hopefully you no longer carry any resentment and bitterness. You do sound as though you have come through it and you are not letting it affect the life you have made for yourself. Well done as It really is soul destroying when someone you think you know and liked, maybe even loved, is not willing to stand up and be on your side when you need them to be. It can take a very long time for the hurt this causes to be mended.
Edited to add have just read @MRShavershamsdress What a tragedy and how well you have handled it. Thankyou for sharing your story it shows how strong you are to have come through it and be such a good, compassionate person.
 
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HalcyonOrganic

What is that metal thing in the right top corner for? No, I do not mean the fork..
 
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Freesia54

@MRShavershamsdress I'm sorry for the heart emoji, there wasn't a hug one... It's not life that hurts us, it is usually an individual or groups of people, life gives us circumstances which is what we have to deal with whilst suffering from the hurt. I'm sorry you were made to feel responsible for your friends passing, blame is a way of keeping the focus off themselves...Your friend will eternally be a wonderful man
 
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MadameChat

Definitely F4F made it up they’re shilling for that company just a segue into the paid promotional advertising
 
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Madame No

Thank you for sharing this heart rending story, it brought tears to my eyes. What traumatic experiences for you. I am so glad you survived and became stronger for it. While we love to joke around here, we all are very vulnerable humans at heart. This is obviously a safe place, so far, to share our painful experiences. I generally keep pretty much to myself, as I too, have childhood trauma that prevents me from trusting others after being betrayed many times, mostly by family but so called friends also. But like many here and elsewhere, I am a survivor and have found great joy in life.
 
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Lochness Monster

One of my wise friends who went to Cambridge says different friends come into our lives at different times for different reasons.
For some it is not because we are lacking but the rhythm of life has changed and also if you travel a lot and move around the country that affects friendship groups too. And some have children and then dynamics change.
For Stephanie, she was a lonely, self indulged child .
Who has a strange Scottish man looking after you that would probably worry parents of other little girls??
She spent a lot of time in her tower and then Daddy took her to many many places. Never any mention of mummy attending the various CHRISTIES sales when she was bought a tapestry, or a rug, or a bed so much stuff. Lalande was her fathers dream too. But just where did the money come from to spend on this? Two nurses salary? Does NOT add up
 
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