Whether it is the pandemic, growing up, or moving on, I've lost that loving feeling for anything from my past. Not maliciously, but I've run into a few people. Their dreams have started to tumble and I've taken step back and wondered whether I would've wanted to be apart of who they've become. Probably not. As a late bloomer I have put my best years in the last 10. A slow burn though. Many who I loved than resented ran with the endorphins of change. They burned bright, but burnt out fast. Maybe because I never had anything for the first 30 years, that I've appreciated everything since. I don't feel as though I lost anything. I changed careers, lived that life. Went back to school. Lived that life. Have new careers and goals. I appreciate everyone in my life. I don't bounce from one relationship to the next anymore. Looking at my loves, I guess when I was bouncing I kept smacking into other people who were bouncing. Being promiscuous in your 40's with kids isn't what I want. I am glad I left that life far behind.
I've seen so many costco hauls on YouTube I feel I'm missing something big time.
I have so many amazing male friends in my life who’d make wonderful partners and I’m only attracted to men who have fear of commitment or have serious emotional trauma.
It’s a theme. Chicks cheat on their boyfriends with me. I never know they’re partnered up till later. It’s happened many times.
I tried the crossing the street by the beach and a car hit me.
Dumb ass piece of shit " It's not grand threiftauto here.
You moron you, Fucken hit me !
my bloody arm still hurts !
Hey Fuck Face !
Don't drink and drive Asshole.!
I have been fascinated by reading books from the mid 1700's-mid 1800's. When the world was being first mapped. The thought of being on boats headed towards the unknown is cathartic in an internet world. Darwin's the Beagle, Cooks the Discovery, Bligh's the Bounty, etc... a time before planes looked down, before a satellite was ever orbiting, before Cousteau had shown us what was under the sea... before streetlights, before electricity, when the Amazon was unmapped, the industrial revolution was the future, not the past.... when society was young. When life was hard. When even the clouds were beyond our reach. The moon was beyond the heavens. What a time to be alive.
friends have dumped me because I inherited some money and I guess it just made them super jealous. I was careful never to talk about it much, but they still just hate me for it. It’s pretty eye opening to see this reaction!!
There isn't infrastructure, funding, or pharmacare for the mentally ill. The medical community doesn't care about the mentally ill. They didn't care before COVID. They'd just watch the clock as you tried not to cry during a 10 minute appointment that took all of your energy to show up for. During COVID, I haven't bothered reaching out for help. What's the point? They equate mental illness with a lack of intelligence. Why can't you just pick yourself up & pull yourself together? In my community, there is a one year waiting list for subsidized, sliding scale therapy and a three year waiting list for housing, in case you're too ill to work & pay market rent. Stop telling people help is out there. Just stop.
I'm a 58 year old woman & this past weekend I met a 22 year old man & we...you know what.....wink, wink...anyways I've been told to go for it, well I definitely did go for it & I got him....no apologies, no guilty feelings whatsoever:)
I don’t know what it’s like to not either have a crush, be in love or be heartbroken. I don’t know who I am beyond being constantly plagued by those feelings. I want it to stop.