MayvisDelacour

joined 1 year ago
[–] [email protected] 5 points 3 weeks ago

I've been avoiding it because it will probably hurt us both but reading through these responses I am beginning to see that you're right. Thanks for responding.

[–] [email protected] 1 points 3 weeks ago (1 children)

That's not something I was ever considering. I'm definitely monogamous, and attracted to the opposite gender yes. While I know I can still love my friend and have a romantic partner, I couldn't still share a bed or cuddle without feeling like it was cheating. We're going to have to create boundaries, it was hard for me to think about and will be difficult to implement but it's the right thing to do. Thanks for the response.

[–] [email protected] 4 points 3 weeks ago (2 children)

I guess I am a bit of a coward. I do appreciate the comment. It's a good point.

 

Gotta keep it vague for privacy but the key details should be enough. We first met through a dating app. It didn't work out. We remained friends. Became best friends. They fell on terribly hard times. They moved in with me. Sleeping on the couch was not good for the long term. We now share a bed, and eventually went halvesies on a new bigger one. We became very close over the past few years. I love my best friend. Sometimes do non intercourse sexish things but have no interest in a relationship. Hard times are likely to continue due to external problems that despite our best efforts, will not likely go away. I'd never kick them out, it would be on the level of hurting a puppy. What kind of monster would do that? I have been wanting a relationship but it would be awkward to have to explain all this to any new partners. I can't even imagine how my friend would take it. I wouldn't want to sacrifice our relationship just so I can start dating again. A room in the apartment is vacant now and they could move into that one but I dread broaching the topic to them. I don't know how they're going to react and no matter what happens I want to keep this person in my life. We're getting older and there's no guarantee that the "hard times" will go away. It might even last the rest of our lives. I don't know what to do. I can't face the reality that they might leave rather than watch me do my own thing. How do I have my cake and eat it too?

[–] [email protected] 7 points 10 months ago (1 children)

Never meet your heroes, I guess.

I wholeheartedly agree, such a disappointment. He took a very weird turn, and it was so sudden.

[–] [email protected] 73 points 11 months ago (9 children)

Monica has come a long way, hate to see all the grief she still gets. I mean it takes two to cheat you know but does anyone give Bill shit? Not really.

[–] [email protected] 8 points 11 months ago (3 children)

Yeah I did too, it tracks since she gave her birth year as 2009 to cops when caught stealing from a store, when investigated she was actually born in 2001. On a side note, God damn people born in the 2000s are becoming adults? When did I get so old? Make it stop!

[–] [email protected] 40 points 11 months ago

Hear fuckin hear my friend! It's about damn time!

[–] [email protected] 1 points 1 year ago (1 children)
[–] [email protected] 2 points 1 year ago (1 children)

Angel Barbarian

[–] [email protected] 26 points 1 year ago (9 children)

Haha came here thinking the same thing. I actually liked their endorsement for that trans person but I'd never switch to fuckin bud lite. Ew.

[–] [email protected] 2 points 1 year ago

Some sort of mall ninja neckbeard gauntlet knife

[–] [email protected] 49 points 1 year ago

They spouted homophobic and anti-Semitic slurs and walked off.

Chances of rehabilitation are good huh?

 

I just wanted to relax. But instead, I begin to experience extremely unpleasant sensations. First is the pins and needles sensation, it's everywhere, starts in the back of my throat and then travels all over my body. It sucks! Then I expect that the next part is from being far too high, despite only a few drags or the recommended dose of the edible. I think it's paranoia but I start to believe that I lived someone else's life (whomever is in the room talking to me) before this one and I know what they're about to say because I have said it. Or that I'm the center of the universe and so on. As if that's not bad enough, it becomes impossible for me to understand time, 5 minutes feels like an hour or more, and then it's just me reassuring myself or getting someone to talk me down until I can function. It's stressful as fuck and very disorienting. I don't know if I want to risk that again but I was really hoping for a fun little escape from reality and chronic pain and depression. Maybe even a few giggles as I watch cartoons or whatever, something more fun than this! I am at a point where I think that this just isn't for me.

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