Gillian Lesley Scott
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Scots born Australian. Tales of being human. Despite aiming for the highest good of all, not always successful
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Green Eyed Monster
Chrissy made a habit of making a play for other people’s husbands...... or boyfriends. She wasn’t actually interested in them, or only in so far as she reckoned she could give them something their wife or girlfriend couldn’t and she certainly seemed to enjoy the chase.
By Gillian Lesley Scott3 years ago in Humans
If it feels good do it!
When you stop to think about it we are on this Earth for a blip in time. While we are here we actually seem hellbent on making it difficult for ourselves. If you were to question most people they would say at times that their lives are at times unpleasant, boring, controversial and dramatic. Contentment and kindness don’t seem to figure as much. Of course they are there, probably in greater measure, but it’s not those comfortable swathes of time or sweet moments that stay in the forefront of peoples brains... whenever things are going smoothly it’s taken for granted. It wouldn’t be a stretch to say that most people quite simply don’t have the time to examine their lives, their motivations and desires in any real detail... for the most part they are just struggling to survive. Gliding along on autopilot like this is possibly a less than ideal way to live... but a great many of us don’t have an option, or an inkling that there might be a different way.
By Gillian Lesley Scott3 years ago in Motivation
Bullies and the damage done...
It was time to admit defeat when Laura knew she wanted to crash her car on her way to work, just so she could have a reason to stay away from the place. Crash her car? Yes... She was an adult and not a young one either... her tormentors were even older than she was. She felt like a brick was lying on her chest and her mind started wandering back to her earliest bullying encounter, way back in Prep she was targeted by a vicious 5 year old called Margaret. Margaret was still bullying her at the age of 14, but by then the bullies wealthy parents had sent her away to a boarding school when she was caught shoplifting, yes her folks had money, but they had seemed unable to raise a decent human. In fact there were probably many many incidents Laura could call upon. But apparently she believed, as do many others that’s all part and parcel of being a kid. Whether it should be or not is a subject matter she couldn’t really think about right now. She knew about the amplified effects of social media which mercifully did not exist when she was young...that meant that back then you could at least get peace behind your own front door.
By Gillian Lesley Scott3 years ago in Humans
Why truly saying what you mean is something almost no one can do....
Clara bit back the tears she felt stinging her eyes..... her stepdad had yelled at her again, because she had made her friend wait for her while she washed her hair. It’s not that her friend actually minded the wait... but as far as Clara’s stepdad was concerned this particular bit of thoughtlessness warranted him addressing his daughter with the epithets “slut” and “whore”. It was a fact that Clara and her friend were going to meet some boys from their class at school... and Clara had been disinclined to do so with greasy hair, but they were going to be looking over a class project.... and they were 12...
By Gillian Lesley Scott3 years ago in Psyche
Coffee and cake will have to wait ( a chance to clear the air might be years away...)
One day we will have coffee and a cake and laugh about all the misunderstandings and assumptions that were made. And reminisce about every joyful thing that occurred even if that’s getting a bit hazy now. Human nature being what it is, its of course easier to remember the bad, the uncomfortable, the downright nasty and what was bad to you was nothing to them... of course. Vice versa too, naturally. Speaking of human nature we will unpack my honours level google research into the chemistry and incomprehensibility of attraction( subtitle: quick ways to fuck up a perfectly decent friendship)....
By Gillian Lesley Scott4 years ago in Humans
Attachment Blues
SUMMER 1976 The last time Diana was this distraught about doing the right thing, she’d been 15 years old. But actually back then she didn’t do the right thing at all.... she poured her heart out on lined notepaper torn from her science folder. That still wasn’t the wrong thing, she didn’t believe so ... after all it served to clarify her roiling emotions, the wrong thing was that she posted it. Oh, this was back in the day when people sent each other letters, just to be clear. The internet and Facebook were decades in the future. An agonising fortnight had passed... then the familiar blue envelope hit the doormat... it felt lighter than usual...
By Gillian Lesley Scott4 years ago in Humans
A Normal Woman
A normal woman. That’s what Elisa was, or at least she thought so... as she picked the umpteenth pile of laundry up and took it to Heather’s immaculately tidy bedroom. Her daughter was the neat freak she never was. Her room was a calm oasis of candles, potted plants and artfully placed photographs. Elisa had been at this housework malarkey for ...ooh, half an hour now and she was exhausted, no she was bored.. that’s what she was, bored. She closed the door of the oasis behind her. Sean’s room was another planet... a health hazard. She looked in, winced.. this was her chip off the old block. The sofa beckoned and Elisa flopped down, stirring up a puff of dust bunnies as she did so.... she began scrolling on her phone like the teenager she sometimes felt like.
By Gillian Lesley Scott4 years ago in Humans
20 Good Years...
20 good years... That’s about all I have left I guess ... I HOPE!! That means 60 have gone by already in a bloody blink of an eye. It is actually scary how quickly it passes. My dad always told me “you’ll feel the same inside as you always did..” he was not wrong...
By Gillian Lesley Scott4 years ago in Motivation
If your friend seems wiser than you ... she probably is
I’ve been very lucky with my friends over the decades. I mean every decade and I mean girlfriends. In primary school there was Helen, she had just the same sort of “weird” that I had. We fidgeted awkwardly on our chairs at school much to the teachers annoyance, hated maths ...we rode our space hoppers everywhere, and made families of animals and insects out of felt, we were inseparable. I was heartbroken when she moved away. I met her a few years later, she hadn’t changed... but I had. I was so grateful for her at the time, but it seemed that we had grown up at different rates. Suzanne and I had a rocky start to our friendship.. but again we just clicked, bringing out the crazy in each other, doing what we weren’t supposed to...playing truant, smoking and drinking spirits till we threw up, to name a few things... Due to the “magic” of Facebook I am “connected” to her still. We do live on opposite sides of the globe at this point ...Do I know anything about her life now.. ? no, not really. Friendship and Facebook, hmm,is it controversial to say Facebook doesn’t really enhance real life? The friend from school I will still message occasionally after knowing her for 45 years ...was another who just happened along with what I needed at the time. Her positivity was infectious and countered my then very pessimistic nature. We had a lot of fun... we danced and double dated. Life was more colourful and exciting with her. She is the one that is with me all this time, but again not in person. On the other side of the world, yet again. But at least she is still in this world ... my closest so loved friend... isn’t any longer. Anna was the kindest person and had access to such wisdom for a teenager ...she loved people and always saw the best in them. She just about saved my life really.. many times..Some people didn’t always treat her in the way she deserved, but that was very rare... until she ran into a workplace bully. By that time we were both married... and were not so close any more ...but she had become close with another girl from our school in the same line of work as her, so they supported each other. She always did make time for me still. I often wonder if there was a connection to the considerable stress that was caused to her by her cruel bully to her shock cancer diagnosis. Anna died aged 29.
By Gillian Lesley Scott4 years ago in Humans
Dealing with Change Do’s and Don’ts
People are pretty uncomfortable with change. Some, including myself have a habit of dealing with it by, not so much pretending it isn’t happening... but by ploughing on as if it has already happened. And it hasn’t happened... yet. This particular modus operandi has been my go to action to deal with any number of uncomfortable situations.
By Gillian Lesley Scott4 years ago in Motivation
You are not your emotions...
You are not your emotions Life lessons can arise in the most unexpected situations... Any number of self help articles will tell you “you aren’t your emotions”. I only began reading these articles late in life, before that it hadn’t occurred to me that that was true... that was definitely me, very sensitive hugely reactive… a worrier.
By Gillian Lesley Scott4 years ago in Motivation
Don’t get comfortable, nothing is going to stay the same....
It’s very strange to to experience, almost in tandem... the evaporation of, well I was going to say two things I love at the same time. However I realise that in one case I am long overdue an overhaul and if I’m really honest … I’m not sure I loved it any more.
By Gillian Lesley Scott4 years ago in Motivation