On my way to work this morning, I tripped a bit on an uneven piece of sidewalk. I caught myself and immediately laughed out loud which was super weird b/c normally I'd cringe with embarrassment. I registered how different that was for me. A man standing just ahead of me to my right, had noticed me stumble and laugh and as I past him, he too had a big smile on his face "I've done that too" he said. "Those things just come outta no where eh?" I said back, smiling.
I kept walking and a security guard about 20 feet along had seen it as well as my interaction with the first guy. "Have a good day!" he said with a big smile. "You too!" as I kept walking.
I gotta stumble more often. And loosen up. And not take life so seriously. It was so spontaneous and fun how 3 strangers in our own orbit shared a lighthearted connection for a moment.
26 years ago we were married because we had a 1 year old child together and we wanted to do the right thing. There is nothing like regret to remind you that you are alive.
I'm a stag and want my girl to sleep with other men. She is not interested so I have made myself a stag. I am wearing her threesome anklet and love going out so other people can see I'm a stag
I live with anxiety that is due to childhood emotional abuse. Have suffered this since I was a child, and it has limited my ability to experience a full life. I feel trapped in a mental prison that is anxiety.
I felt food going through my intestines while I was in bed last night. Feeling it move around like a roller coaster.
Everywhere I look I see ugliness, including myself. Not in nature or animals, just people. How they look, how they act etc. The human race seems pretty unhealthy and messed up. I'm trying to see the positives and not be this way, but I still am. I judge others constantly and am mostly stressed and unhappy. Sometimes I give people a mean look for no reason and then I get home and regret it and feel awful about it.
I confess I am still in love with someone 10 or 11 years later. Haven't seen/spoken to this person since then.. but somehow they've been in my mind and heart forever..and counting. I cannot confess to anyone, so I will confess here. Maybe they will come back into town for the holidays to see family, and maybe we will see each other? Maybe he is thinking of me too? His last words still ring in my head... "we will never be okay".. But maybe time has healed those wounds? ...Sigh
Confession part: I’m a straight female in my 40s that hasn’t had sex in several years. Online dating isn’t for me. Help wanted part: I work in a female-dominated industry (90%+ female, with queer women overly represented). This would be a dream come true if I were the latter, but I am not. Does anyone have any tips on where (hobbies, professions, etc.) there are too many straight or bi men? I need to go there and soak in some testosterone. I’m started to get a skewed perception of Vancouver from my bubble.
I had to buy an expensive item ($1999.99) and I used emotion to swing the price down to $1500 tax in with free delivery. On one hand, proud of myself, on the other hand, manipulation of a human is not what I’m about.
I haven't taken my shirt off in public before because I'm hairy. I'd love to during summer but I haven't found a way to accept the enormous amount of looks I'd get. I don't get out much but I haven't seen any hairy dudes walkin' around the city with their shirts off.