Someone’s comments in the last day mentioned “monitoring reciprocity”. It basically turned on the light for me. My husband and I have had the good fortune of being in well paid careers and we’ve shared our wealth with family and friends: spent money enhancing people’s comfort and safety, bringing the most booze to parties, covering costs and buying transit passes for unemployed folks, taking groups of kids out on the weekends, driving the car-less home, etc..... and the reciprocity has been next to nothing. None of our efforts have been reciprocated. Maybe I’ve been so dumb for being so generous. I took my sister on a wine tasting event and paid for the cab ride. All she did was buy a bottle of wine for herself. My kids best friend even ended up stealing toys from our house. This is after we’ve fed him all day while he was here. I have run out of generosity and thoughtfulness period. I don’t know what it is about people here. My most amazing friend lives in another province and she shows love and care in so many ways to me. Sharing resources has just been a one way street here, and effectively immediately, I’m hoarding my resources for my own family, just like everyone else here.
Posting here will probably be a bad idea because people here are harsh but I just want to vent :( I have hit my late 20s without ever experiencing a relationship where I’ve felt like I mattered. I don’t know what it’s like to feel cared for but I care for others and give them everything. It is so so hard to keep going when I keep putting love out in the world and not getting it back. I just don’t know what I’m doing wrong. Feeling love is a basic human need and I just don’t know if I’ll ever know what that’s like. As time goes on I feel more and more alone and smaller and smaller and I honestly don’t know if I can carry on living. Thank you for reading
I like my partners tall & skinny with a tummy. Best of all worlds!
Seems everyone i know are hypocrites if you look close enough including me I readily admit only on small harmless stuff i like to think sorry to say and am resigned to think this is how almost everyone is and not push them away since that will leave me with no friends.
I confess that I disagree with the concept that we must forgive people or it means we’re holding onto negativity. When someone has caused you significant harm and has not apologized or acknowledged it, I don’t believe that we’re obligated to forgive them at all. That doesn’t mean that I think it’s okay to be obsessing about the situation, or that it’s healthy to hold grudges over minor things. But if someone has done you serious harm, I see no reason at all why we should be pressured to forgive them. I can carry on with my life, and I don’t sit around fuming about them, but there’s a couple of people who I will never, ever forgive for what they did, and no, I don’t wish them well.
It's not polite to ask, but If I hear about someone passing, I automatically assume it's from fentanyl, not corona.
I’m convinced that my devices are listening to my conversations, even though I have maximum privacy settings engaged. Too frequently an ad will suddenly appear about something that was randomly mentioned in a conversation, even when there was no searching for it online, or any discussion of it online. I love the convenience of my device, but I’m getting really creeped out by it. Apple swears that they’re not, but it’s just too frequent to be coincidental.
I was wearing a mask today and lots of women looked at me to check me out. I felt happy. I took my mask off for the rest of the walk home and I don't think one woman looked at me.
Attractive people have no idea how easy life is for them...
Every summer I am reminded of why I hate the city. The painful sounds never end and the sun burns my skin. I feel trapped and tortured. I hide in bed with the lights off waiting for the night to come so I can go outside for fresh air. It’s depressing. I’d love move, but that would mean leaving my family behind.
I wrestle with modern behaviour and sometimes don’t understand it at all. This guy has been messaging and commenting on my social media photos for *years*. He’s funny and quirky. But after I offered to meet him in a public park, radio silence. Apparently face to face contact is not the goal at all. Meeting a new friend was my goal. But he seems to prefer typing the alphabet to me on his phone. I honestly don’t get it.