I married a happy wonderful laid man 33 years ago. He’s now a cranky old man in his sixties. I don’t know what to do. I love him very much.
Sometimes you don’t realize just how much hurt you’ve been suppressing until something happens that just tips you ever so slightly over that invisible line, and before you know it you’re a gibbering mess. So many lousy things have happened over the past several years, and I’ve just been barely managing to hang on. I hardly ever cry anymore; mostly I’m just kind of numb. But in the past few days I learned about something that just really cut deep, and I started crying tonight and couldn’t stop. All night long. I guess I needed to let it out but man do I hate it when I lose it like this! At least there’s no one to witness it but me.
I have a stinky roommate. I wish he believed in deodorant. And showers. And soap. And doing laundry more than once a month. It's so gross.
That is why I enjoy blending my food where possible. I drink a lot of smoothies. When I lived in California, I used to order meat-shakes as well. Yes, they are a real thing. I don't know... I just get a lot of flavour from these drinks... they can be served hot, cold, luke-warm, whatever.
just decided to go with a guy and woke up one day and realized i wasted my entire youth
Covid fear of disease and poverty, toxic masculinity even by women, dark sarcasm in the classrooms of the police academies. Etc etc . Billionaires in USA raking in anothe 100 bio playing stock market when we all are in the worst of times. My bf trying to do the same thing. Best buying opportunity since WW2. At still i want to fall in love with the planet again. How?
I met the love of my life nearly 45 years ago. We were together for 2 years and I adored him. He was kinder to me than anyone had ever been, but he wasn't in love with me. Have you ever told someone you love them and heard back, "I know... I'm sorry..."
After two years of this and also not being included in parts of his life (socializing with friends, his immediate family -- he was NOT married) I broke it off while I still had enough self-esteem to do so.
I haven't so much as laid eyes on him in 40 years, and yet here I am, missing him, thinking of him and still in love with him. I feel like I've been dying of a broken heart since we parted.
I strongly feel that people who use leaf blowers and point them towards pedestrians, cyclist and cars should be charged with assault.
Most users are considerate enough to not point them at people, or stop to let people pass without blowing dirt, dust and particulate at at them. The ones that don't give a shit about blowing crap at people should be charged with assault, because that's what it is. I don't want the shit on the sidewalk blown at me at high speed, nobody does. It gets in your eyes, nose and mouth and the crap can easily scratch the paint on cars.
Call it what it is, it's assault. Hell if I grab a handful of the crap they blow at me and throw it at them it's assault, same fucking thing.
Did anyone else move back to their parents place when the covid shit got real a few months back? Well, three months later I am still here... And no immediate plans to move any time soon. I'm 33.
I think one of the saddest things I’ve seen is when people really love someone or want something, but because of their fear of showing their vulnerability, they refuse to show or share it. Some people only seem able to reveal true emotions or love when they’re drunk, which leads the recipient of that revelation doubting the sincerity. Some never reveal it. What a waste of precious time! As if they have an unlimited supply of hours and opportunities in their life to somehow catch up. As if there will always be another chance or another love. So sad. As for me, I learned long ago that foolish pride should never be more important than love. Making sure that the one I love never has to wonder or doubt how I feel. Does it make me weak to admit it? Hell no. It means I’m so freaking strong that I can handle being vulnerable.