I'm sorry. I hope he didn't try to hurt you for walking away.
I'm sorry. I hope he didn't try to hurt you for walking away.
Did you like him back?
Can't love if you don't love yourself.
Ooh, I like this, now tell me what to think of House Of Leaves.
Can't think of a better way to flip the middle finger to cancer.
It's all about managing the downtime. Most jobs aren't busy enough to fill 40 hours of work a week. If you have one of those, you'd better either love it or quit, because you're fucked.
TL;DR - find a job where you can slack off most of the day. It's the American way
BRAVO, and fuck girls who won't text back!
This is the only possible reason I will accept.
Stop being such a lazy, entitled ass.
Oh, I LOVE rationalization and feelgood pop-psych, bring it on.
I don't either. It's just a glib shorthand. It sounds better than saying "Somebody where there was potential and I utterly fucking blew it", which is probably all it was.
I'm inclined to believe my marriage is already damaged irrevocably (not entirely because of this, although it may have contributed) so it doesn't feel like much to lose at this point. Obviously we're still limping along and could very well do so until the kids are out of the picture, at which point — ????
Yeah, I've just been trying to examine this lost connection with this person in a vacuum, but maybe that's impossible. I don't quite understand what simple decision you think I have, though. I'm not going to leave my wife. That was probably never on the table. My difficulty has been finding acceptance with the…
I fit into very short term niches that work for the time being until they don't.
Better than it was just before this happened, still a lot worse than it was before the kids. If we were an injured former MVP in the NBA playoffs, we'd be listed as "day-to-day" or perhaps "game-time decision".
I fell in love with my friend and about a year ago we had an ugly falling-out and I haven't seen her since. I miss her terribly and I still feel like she was probably my soulmate. Most of the time I have this thing under control, but every now and then I regress and I overwhelmingly NEED to reach out and talk to her…
Why get married? Pick a reason. They're all wrong.
This wouldn't be a problem if we just did the smart thing and brought back foot binding.
Wait, is she fucking the couch?
"It's not a problem, because I know the words to describe it." That's therapy in a nutshell, folks. Save your money and read a book instead.