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MyMagicMist

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Sounds like the instructor had a problem. Back when I was teaching (while a sub for jr and sr HS, some, but mostly apprentices), I always figured if a student "failed" it was because I failed them.

Well in all fairness, as a child and then into young adulthood there was a lot of "other" external influences in life. Not all of them were drugs and alcohol used by me nor all drugs and alcohol used by others. One big influence was a step father that well, I got beaten pretty regular, made to feel worth less than nothing, even gas lighted by him. Mom, well she did the best she could but had two other boys by him and fear can often cloud lives.

Recently, went down to VA from WV, had to attend my grandmother's funeral. I mentioned something to mom about the now deceased step father having whacked me in the back of the head with a two by four when I was boy. She had no clue, either because she rather not know or she just never did realize. She reminded me that he had indeed gone to bat for me in dealing with one teacher who took a notion to have me fully pulled out of school into an institution. I think he held some grudge on mom.

I had a lot of anger in life for a while. I have learned the art of "don't give a, ..." to a degree, so anger isn't really an issue. Sure I still keep guarded and bottle up to avoid letting myself be angry. I'm learning though it is okay to a degree to be angry, it's a natural emotion and need expressed sometimes, just be careful in how it is expressed. Now, my thing is having trouble relaxing, trouble feeling enthusiasm, I get anxious easily.

But, I am learning ultimately it lies at my feet and I'm gradually becoming a lot better able to cope and manage. I don't think any of my teachers genuinely failed me. I know we had a raw deal for our HS welding class. Our second year was supposed to have been out as apprentices. That didn't happen. The tech school said it lacked funds to do that. *cough* Sure, what have ya. But no, I don't think teachers failed, so much as it was me dealing with life and life just being its usually existentially absurd self. :)

Did you realize all of us are accidents? Life isn't supposed to exist actually, at least that's seeming to be what some science geeks are starting to say. We're just some cosmic mistake, some kind of anomaly. *chuckles* Think I'll keep my position of "gee, I don't know." :)
 

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    Well in all fairness, as a child and then into young adulthood there was a lot of "other" external influences in life. Not all of them were drugs and alcohol used by me nor all drugs and alcohol used by others. One big influence was a step father that well, I got beaten pretty regular, made to feel worth less than nothing, even gas lighted by him. Mom, well she did the best she could but had two other boys by him and fear can often cloud lives.

    Recently, went down to VA from WV, had to attend my grandmother's funeral. I mentioned something to mom about the now deceased step father having whacked me in the back of the head with a two by four when I was boy. She had no clue, either because she rather not know or she just never did realize. She reminded me that he had indeed gone to bat for me in dealing with one teacher who took a notion to have me fully pulled out of school into an institution. I think he held some grudge on mom.

    I had a lot of anger in life for a while. I have learned the art of "don't give a, ..." to a degree, so anger isn't really an issue. Sure I still keep guarded and bottle up to avoid letting myself be angry. I'm learning though it is okay to a degree to be angry, it's a natural emotion and need expressed sometimes, just be careful in how it is expressed. Now, my thing is having trouble relaxing, trouble feeling enthusiasm, I get anxious easily.

    But, I am learning ultimately it lies at my feet and I'm gradually becoming a lot better able to cope and manage. I don't think any of my teachers genuinely failed me. I know we had a raw deal for our HS welding class. Our second year was supposed to have been out as apprentices. That didn't happen. The tech school said it lacked funds to do that. *cough* Sure, what have ya. But no, I don't think teachers failed, so much as it was me dealing with life and life just being its usually existentially absurd self. :)

    Did you realize all of us are accidents? Life isn't supposed to exist actually, at least that's seeming to be what some science geeks are starting to say. We're just some cosmic mistake, some kind of anomaly. *chuckles* Think I'll keep my position of "gee, I don't know." :)

    You should fit right in here .. and, thank you for the Heartfelt and Thoughtful Post .. :)
     
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    fits with the misfits :eek: :shock:

    Hey, I resemble that remark - at least, I hope and aspire to be worthy of the title. :lol:
    Years ago my mom said life became more fun when she gave herself permission to be crazy. I decided that apple shouldn't fall far from the tree.
     

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    Well in all fairness, as a child and then into young adulthood there was a lot of "other" external influences in life. Not all of them were drugs and alcohol used by me nor all drugs and alcohol used by others. One big influence was a step father that well, I got beaten pretty regular, made to feel worth less than nothing, even gas lighted by him. Mom, well she did the best she could but had two other boys by him and fear can often cloud lives.

    Recently, went down to VA from WV, had to attend my grandmother's funeral. I mentioned something to mom about the now deceased step father having whacked me in the back of the head with a two by four when I was boy. She had no clue, either because she rather not know or she just never did realize. She reminded me that he had indeed gone to bat for me in dealing with one teacher who took a notion to have me fully pulled out of school into an institution. I think he held some grudge on mom.

    I had a lot of anger in life for a while. I have learned the art of "don't give a, ..." to a degree, so anger isn't really an issue. Sure I still keep guarded and bottle up to avoid letting myself be angry. I'm learning though it is okay to a degree to be angry, it's a natural emotion and need expressed sometimes, just be careful in how it is expressed. Now, my thing is having trouble relaxing, trouble feeling enthusiasm, I get anxious easily.

    But, I am learning ultimately it lies at my feet and I'm gradually becoming a lot better able to cope and manage. I don't think any of my teachers genuinely failed me. I know we had a raw deal for our HS welding class. Our second year was supposed to have been out as apprentices. That didn't happen. The tech school said it lacked funds to do that. *cough* Sure, what have ya. But no, I don't think teachers failed, so much as it was me dealing with life and life just being its usually existentially absurd self. :)

    Did you realize all of us are accidents? Life isn't supposed to exist actually, at least that's seeming to be what some science geeks are starting to say. We're just some cosmic mistake, some kind of anomaly. *chuckles* Think I'll keep my position of "gee, I don't know." :)
    Yup, you'll fit right in. My story is similar to yours and I've shared it here long before you joined us. My father beat me regularly when I was a child and he would have my little brother too but I took his too by standing up for him. He also verbally abused me telling me I was ugly, fat, stupid. After a while I believed it. Ended up running away from home to escape and in therapy. My mother was totally aware but did nothing. I don't know if she was scared he would beat her too or didn't care. Either way I too don't give a s---. She had choices. Anyway, years later I met my hubs. The most wonderful man I have ever known. I decided if he could love me I couldn't be all the stuff my father said. The end.

    As for you, you deserve a hug because sharing your story must have brought back some bad memories…as you'll find out I hug a lot :)
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    Don't know if I'm fully understanding .. o_O
    me neither :(
     

    MyMagicMist

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    You should fit right in here .. and, thank you for the Heartfelt and Thoughtful Post .. :)

    Yup, you'll fit right in. My story is similar to yours and I've shared it here long before you joined us. My father beat me regularly when I was a child and he would have my little brother too but I took his too by standing up for him. He also verbally abused me telling me I was ugly, fat, stupid. After a while I believed it.

    Yeah, I kind of figure that not raping my wife, not beating her, not running off cheating on her, not taking up some kind of addiction except sugar, coffee, now vaping instead of smoking, ... puts me way ahead. That and well, she seems rather content to keep me around. Reckon I do something halfway right at least. *chuckles* All the men in my mom's life save one did all of that horrible stuff. She raised two of her sons to be an odd sorts, like the tin says we're 'good guys" or at the least make an effort being. The middle brother? Eh well his daddy told him he was an angel that could do no wrong, now, he's being eaten away by *ahem*some chemical cooked up that turns folks into energizer type bunnies*cough*. Mom tried, me and youngest brother tried. It's up to him but we're not holding our breaths he'll pull himself away from it.

    Well glad to hear I'll fit somewhere and let me offer hugs back as well. :) Funny how us knock arounds end up being so huggy.

    Had a bit of a "moment" today. A general sense of not quite fitting any more. Well, good to know there is a here, here. :) Also my wife told me about some nutty work via a temp service, temp to hire in FT. They're running 12A-12P 12P-12A shifts doing material handling, packing out product for delivery/transport. Can be physically rough work to some extent but to another extent I don't mind it, have done all kinds of "hands on" "point me in the direction, let me do" work, The pay seems reasonable w/ $0.25 raises every 30 days (I kind of figure that'll be based on evals though). Will call the temp company tomorrow & see if I finagle getting slipped in temp. At least it would give me a hobby & money for what little vape gear I desire, hm money to help pay rent, buy groceries, hm maybe new bauble for her.

    Excuse me, think I'm heading, ...
     

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    Yup, you'll fit right in. My story is similar to yours and I've shared it here long before you joined us. My father beat me regularly when I was a child and he would have my little brother too but I took his too by standing up for him. He also verbally abused me telling me I was ugly, fat, stupid. After a while I believed it. Ended up running away from home to escape and in therapy. My mother was totally aware but did nothing. I don't know if she was scared he would beat her too or didn't care. Either way I too don't give a s---. She had choices. Anyway, years later I met my hubs. The most wonderful man I have ever known. I decided if he could love me I couldn't be all the stuff my father said. The end.

    As for you, you deserve a hug because sharing your story must have brought back some bad memories…as you'll find out I hug a lot :)
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    me neither :(

    Yeah, I kind of figure that not raping my wife, not beating her, not running off cheating on her, not taking up some kind of addiction except sugar, coffee, now vaping instead of smoking, ... puts me way ahead. That and well, she seems rather content to keep me around. Reckon I do something halfway right at least. *chuckles* All the men in my mom's life save one did all of that horrible stuff. She raised two of her sons to be an odd sorts, like the tin says we're 'good guys" or at the least make an effort being. The middle brother? Eh well his daddy told him he was an angel that could do no wrong, now, he's being eaten away by *ahem*some chemical cooked up that turns folks into energizer type bunnies*cough*. Mom tried, me and youngest brother tried. It's up to him but we're not holding our breaths he'll pull himself away from it.

    Well glad to hear I'll fit somewhere and let me offer hugs back as well. :) Funny how us knock arounds end up being so huggy.

    Had a bit of a "moment" today. A general sense of not quite fitting any more. Well, good to know there is a here, here. :) Also my wife told me about some nutty work via a temp service, temp to hire in FT. They're running 12A-12P 12P-12A shifts doing material handling, packing out product for delivery/transport. Can be physically rough work to some extent but to another extent I don't mind it, have done all kinds of "hands on" "point me in the direction, let me do" work, The pay seems reasonable w/ $0.25 raises every 30 days (I kind of figure that'll be based on evals though). Will call the temp company tomorrow & see if I finagle getting slipped in temp. At least it would give me a hobby & money for what little vape gear I desire, hm money to help pay rent, buy groceries, hm maybe new bauble for her.

    Excuse me, think I'm heading, ...

    I've been around these parts for some time now and feel comfy here. One of these days I will find the words to type "my story". Yea, I miss-fit in. Probably why I feel comfortable here.

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    Uncle Willie

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    I think most all of us have been formed by some form of breakage somewhere along the Journey .. Parts, maybe too many, of my Story I've written about over the years .. it's a Story of Joy, Heartbreak, Wins, Loses, Grief, Deep Sadness, Fun, Anguish, Depression .. it's a long list .. some of you, I hope, remember it .. because, I remember yours ..

    I've said before, and not to belabor the Point when I say it again, when I am brought back to my Childhood, the thing that always pops up first is, I can't remember my own Mother ever having said she Loved me .. it makes me so sad .. when she was living, and I was doing very well financially, had a good wife and my Son (RIP) was still a Kid .. My Mom and Dad visited us .. we had a nice Home, in a great Neighborhood, it was well taken care of .. Although my Dad was so proud, my Mother could not bring herself to say any Good Words and acted like she was uncomfortable the whole time, no matter what I did .. I've never told anyone that and even now, I think something just got in my eye .. a tough as nails German woman, I credit her for passing to me a Backbone and a Work Ethic and a deep seated need to feel like I have Value ..

    "The Road is Long, with Many a Winding Turn" .. yet :: "I'm Still Standing Better Than I Ever Did .."

     

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