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I FEARED THE POSTMAN
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I FEARED THE POSTMAN This post is my contribution to the 35th virtual symposium diligently organised by the cult leaderess, pocogato12. Please visit the Virtual Symposium Group’s #35 TOPIC LINK For OCTOBER 2017 to read other contributions to the 'Superstitions and Fears' virtual symposium. It started about ten years ago when I realised that my car tax had expired. Letters came presumably to demand payment; those letters were left unopened. More letters came presumably to request my appearance at court; those letters were also left unopened. Rather than facing the consequences I decided to stop driving my car as I was repeatedly stopped by the police thanks to car number-plate recognition technology. My car was parked permanently outside my apartment. I had no idea how I could sell or even get rid of my car without alerting the authorities. I was hoping that my car would get stolen. After a couple of years and after I denied ownership of the car to the company managing the block of apartments, my car was towed away. Problem solved even though I lost my car! Soon after this my Mum was diagnosed with a terminal illness and then, after she died, my Dad became house-bound. I was spending nearly every weekend seeing my parents and sorting out their affairs. I neglected my affairs. The post mounted up. I kept telling myself that I would deal with my post one clear weekend but that weekend never came. Electricity bills, water bills, council tax bills and other bills were left unopened in their envelopes and unpaid. My post became increasingly scary - letters from the police, courts and bailiffs were increasingly arriving in my mailbox. There were even knocks on my door from presumably the bailiffs. I stopped opening my front door unless I knew who was coming. I just couldn’t muster the courage to open my mail and sort out my affairs. I was scared; I was very fearful of what was going to happen. I thought my apartment would be repossessed and I even thought I’d be sent to prison. Once I sorted out my unopened pile into three piles; one pile for the probably safe mail, one pile for the definitely dangerous mail and another pile for the maybe safe, maybe dangerous mail. I started to open the safe mail but I never mustered the strength to open the mail in the other two piles. So I just put all the unopened mail in a box and placed the box under a table. It was out of sight but it never was out of mind. I even went to a counsellor about this problem. I readily acknowledged to the counsellor that I had a problem and I readily accepted that the only solution was to open the mail but I just couldn’t do it. Every day I felt fear; only alcohol, sex and sleep momentarily allayed the fear. Every day I loathed myself at how I allowed myself to get in this fearful mess. I had the money to pay the bills but I was too scared to open my mail. What was wrong with me?! How good are you at dealing with your mail? Are there any letters you don’t open? My years of fear only ended when my girlfriend persuaded me to allow her to open my mail and deal with the mess. I gave her several signed blank cheques and asked her not to tell me the gory details. She sorted my mess that I’d spent a few years creating in just a few days!  |
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Now my fears are normal fears. I fear my Internet connection will go down every day, I fear my football team will never get promoted to the top league, I fear the world has taken a nasty intolerant turn, I fear someone coming up to me and telling me that my life is beyond a joke, but most of all, I fear dying though not death itself. I fear living to a very old age in an increasingly dependent, frail, immobile, disease-ridden and lonely state. 
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I fear you stop posting on this blog dear Spunky and i fear Jack Nicholson in this movie. Sommaire Et la souffrance vgtale L'être idéal ? Un ange dévasté par l'humour. E.M. Cioran
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I don't have a problem with the post, but I'd rather speak to someone face to face than call them on the phone. My postie isn't as ruthless as Jack Nicholson, but he does sign recorded deliveries for me 
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I open all my mail....never having a problem with it....I was a postman for over 37 years...through rain,snow,sleet, dogs, and naked women!!
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I don't actually get much mail. A couple of years ago I opted for paperless billing so I get an email from the utility company telling me how much and when....and they take it by direct debit. I get email reminders for Car Tax, MOT and Insurance and deal with it on the net. The only mail I get would be half yearly bank statements....birthday and Christmas cards and hospital appointments and there have been a few of them lately.  ~~Anais Nin~~
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oh spunky, you were depressed. when all things big and small are insurmountable, thank god for friends. i get that way with anxiety and refuse to take care of small things. my BFF is on me like white on rice when she sees it happening. You cannot conceive the many without the one.
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Great post here spunky... In Canada the mail is getting slower and slower. Not too much now comes to my mail box anymore. hugs V How good are you at dealing with your mail? not well Are there any letters you don’t open?some I just look at and will get rid of. Become a blog watcher sweet_vm
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How good are you at dealing with your mail? Very good. All bills are electronic. Anything that is not obviously personal or governmental goes directly to the shredder with out opening Are there any letters you don’t open? Almost everything that is not personal or governmental goes to the shredder immediately
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I'm better at dealing with the mail but it wasn't always the case. (Long story short); When I was caring for my mother, the house was in her name. When she had to go into a care assisted home, I had forgotten to tell the council and I had to repay the money she received. I got several letters but there was no way I could pay it back in one go. Everything eventually got sorted once the house was in my name. I get junk mail that I never open. 
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Yes, I have been afraid of my mail. But it was because I couldn't pay the bills. I was young, single, with two kids. I don't miss those days in the least. "Shall I tell you the secret of the true scholar? It is this: every man I meet is my master in some point, and in that I learn of him." ~Ralph Waldo Emerson  
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I open all my mail. I pay bills some on the internet and some by check( I do not trust that when a bill is due the computer will be up and running so checks are a great backup even as we become a paperless society). I am an avid reader of all genres even junk mail. Never know when something will stick in my brain and turn into a blog post. PS Now we know why you dont drive (Virtual Symposium Group) use Virtual Symposium Group
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I fear you stop posting on this blog dear Spunky and i fear Jack Nicholson in this movie.  I've no intention of stopping blogging!
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I don't have a problem with the post, but I'd rather speak to someone face to face than call them on the phone. My postie isn't as ruthless as Jack Nicholson, but he does sign recorded deliveries for me
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I open all my mail....never having a problem with it....I was a postman for over 37 years...through rain,snow,sleet, dogs, and naked women!!
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I don't actually get much mail. A couple of years ago I opted for paperless billing so I get an email from the utility company telling me how much and when....and they take it by direct debit. I get email reminders for Car Tax, MOT and Insurance and deal with it on the net. The only mail I get would be half yearly bank statements....birthday and Christmas cards and hospital appointments and there have been a few of them lately.
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oh spunky, you were depressed. when all things big and small are insurmountable, thank god for friends. i get that way with anxiety and refuse to take care of small things. my BFF is on me like white on rice when she sees it happening.
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Great post here spunky... In Canada the mail is getting slower and slower. Not too much now comes to my mail box anymore. hugs V How good are you at dealing with your mail? not well Are there any letters you don’t open?some I just look at and will get rid of.
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I always worry about stereotypes especially as most of my job involves generalising about people!
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I never like going into debt either but that fear was not enough to open my bills at that time.
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How good are you at dealing with your mail? Very good. All bills are electronic. Anything that is not obviously personal or governmental goes directly to the shredder with out opening Are there any letters you don’t open? Almost everything that is not personal or governmental goes to the shredder immediately
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I'm better at dealing with the mail but it wasn't always the case. (Long story short); When I was caring for my mother, the house was in her name. When she had to go into a care assisted home, I had forgotten to tell the council and I had to repay the money she received. I got several letters but there was no way I could pay it back in one go. Everything eventually got sorted once the house was in my name. I get junk mail that I never open.
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Yes, I have been afraid of my mail. But it was because I couldn't pay the bills. I was young, single, with two kids. I don't miss those days in the least.
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I open all my mail. I pay bills some on the internet and some by check( I do not trust that when a bill is due the computer will be up and running so checks are a great backup even as we become a paperless society). I am an avid reader of all genres even junk mail. Never know when something will stick in my brain and turn into a blog post. PS Now we know why you dont drive
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I love packages far more than mail being delivered to my home because packages often mean presents!
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