Having a crush gives such contradictory feelings. On the one hand it makes me feel warm and fuzzy and giddy but on the other hand I'm so embarrassed that I want to throw myself off a cliff. I simultaneously feel overwhelmed and like I can't get enough of it? So weird. I can't decide if I like this. Oh, these things have been sia da million times already. I feel silly but I want to say this nonetheless.
How much bad shit am I allowed to say about my mother? The lunatic is going around throwing herself a pity party and bad-mouthing my wife because I don't visit her. My mother has spent years trying to destroy my life. She has sabotaged every relationship, every friendship, even jobs and real-estate deals. When I had kids I realized she was too dangerous to be around them. Now I and my wife get dirty looks around town as if I abandoned a puppy in the snow. Can I just tell them that she is a hateful dangerous psycho or does that just look bad on me? I have to defend my REAL family by which I mean my wife and kids, but I also can't bring shame on them because this person's shame is connected to them. I just wish the bitch would go back to Germany and leave us all alone. There is nothing here for her in America.
I am a lesbian woman, and after I masturbated I always sniff my fingers. I enjoy that smell so much. I just love the smell of a vagina.
So fucking sick of my coworkers. Not getting a new job this year so I can't back out of the office with a middle finger on each hand held up just yet. But maaaaaan, am I sick of their bullshit. Every day I am nice. I am kind. I sacrifice my ego and act like little Mr. Pushover. Just want to tell them to go fuck themselves.
It stinks that my ex got to know my mom but didn't seem that upset when she died. I get that she wasn't his mom and he only knew her for two and a half years. Maybe him having Aspergers could explain it. But I don't remember him crying at all. When I was really sad and had mild depression after she died, he said he'd call my grandma to send me to the mental hospital. I didn't need that. I was just sad! I wasn't suicidal, I didn't think of hurting myself or others. I didn't want or need a mental hospital. I just wanted his support and understanding while I grieved. He never even went to the mausoleum with me, even though it was only 20 minutes from my house. The lack of emotional support really opened my eyes to the other bullshit I went through for him. Losing my mom and having to support myself at 19 made me grow up. It made me realize he wasn't growing up with me. He was two years older than me but he hadn't matured at all since we were together. Life is too short and unfair to waste your time with an asshole manchild. I wish I could've realized that while my mom was here. It's not fair that my ex got to meet my mom and didn't appreciate her, but my fiance now never got to meet her. He wishes he could've met her and I know my mom would've liked him more than my ex. He hugs me and comforts me when I'm having a sad day and miss her. No questions asked, if I need a hug I can tell him and he'll stop whatever he's doing. He made sure to leave a spot for my mom's picture in our living room so we can always see her. It was his idea to get the picture and a flower to set up a little spot for her on Mothers Day. Cemeteries freak him out but I'm pretty sure he'd go with me when we finally get to visit my hometown. It's not fair that he didn't get to meet my mom.
I just had a taxation test yesterday and I knew it just didn't go well as my expectation. I hope the score isn't bad 😕
i dont need therapy but i've always been curious about therapists. when a therapist needs therapy themselves would they just refuse to go to one since they already know and can predict the ins and outs of the session? do they come home with an emotional baggage of their clients? how do they deal with it? do they get emotionally attached to their patients? do they learn how to emotionally shield themselves between them and their clients so they won't risk of crying? do they have the urge to cry in sessions? and yeah i get the whole thing of 'professionalsm' and the idea of barricading work and life but if you look at it at a more personal and human aspect it must've taken a toll to their mental health, its kind of ironic. and to think they go by with this on a daily basis like, im just amazed by them and i dont think we give them enough credit
do i even have a purpose in this fucking world if i have nothing to offer
when you're sad about something, do you just cry yourself harder by breaking out and thinking about multiple of other completely irrelevant sad events/scenarios?? please tell me im not the only one. i feel like a complete drama queen when i do this and i dont know why i do it but its kinda funny
After 6 years of being together and finally getting a house. My fiance cheated on me with a coworker. After we broke up and they officially got together, her and I still lived together and she cheated on him with me twice. Not much for messing with relationships nor do I condone cheating, but fuck you both! Haha!