Admitting feelings

I have it every time I wake up .... Oh shit , not AGAIN!!
 
I had an impending sense of doom several times ... alcohol withdrawal, the first time strange, the second time intense, after that I just fight through it .... mine is self inflictive, just wondering if yours were.

I actually do care. Not because I care about you, I don't, but because it feels better to care than not to care. I'm tired of hate and I'm tired of caring, but that doesn't mean I have a few seconds to spare for someone to wish them well.

When I was a kid, I made a deal with the devil (it was all in my head) but I said, take me and let everyone I know prosper and it seems to be working ... it was a childish thing ... do good, do bad, do I care? maybe not, but I have time to wish you well and that's more than most people in this world are doing for you.

Thank you.
Mine wasn't self inflicted, it was a somewhat delayed allergic reaction to a solvent that was at a business I had stopped at that day. I initially got hives, took antihistamines and then went away, but didn't realize there was more to it.
My first thought was, I wonder if this is how X felt before they died. If I had let go, and it was so tempting, I would have taken people with me So I concentrated on staying conscious at least long enough for them to be safe.
I had lost a lot of people about 9 months earlier so I really didn't care all that much for myself.
 
Apparently, my blood pressure dropped fast, but I had no tunnels vision or any indication that I was going to faint, I just felt very strange, off, not physically all there.
 
I had lost a lot of people about 9 months earlier so I really didn't care all that much for myself.


I've lost ....... everybody.


There are none left. No exaggeration.
 
I've lost ....... everybody.


There are none left. No exaggeration.

I am sorry. It's hard. I make new connections, but it's not same, it's something though. Nothing will bring the dead back, but there are good people out there who it can be pleasant to have in your life.
 
We have watered down love. I love popcorn. I love ice skating. I love sloppy blowjobs.

Save love. Save it for when it is meaningful and special.
 
Feelings have never been anything but fail for me.

So I do all I can to not have any.

Fuck feelings.
 
i remember when they were test marketing unpopped kernels covered in some horrible flavor dust several years back. that was a fucking stupid ass idea. hopefully who ever came up with it and everyone who allowed to go far enough to even bother manufacturing that shit were taken on a tour of cornfields in indiana so that they could at least benefit humanity in some fashion.
 
Please mail all the unpopped kernels back to us so we can sprinkle them with even more salt and shit that does not belong in the human body and resell them to people that are even dumber than you for buying this shit in the first place.

Love,
ordnell redneckboffer
 
i got mine as a free sample. the poor sales rep could only frown at our obvious incredulity. i'm guessing he got that a lot.
 
I feel I don't care much for popcorn and I have no problem admitting that.

Or Pork Rinds either, which are basically deep fried fat.

I feel I'm not sure if I'd like bangers and mash either. I don't even know what it is for sure, but the name is weird enough to remember.
 
I feel I don't care much for popcorn and I have no problem admitting that.

Or Pork Rinds either, which are basically deep fried fat.

I feel I'm not sure if I'd like bangers and mash either. I don't even know what it is for sure, but the name is weird enough to remember.

it's just sausage and mash potatoes.
 
I was just thinking tonight about how strange it is that we *hug* people online and friends frequently tell me they "love me" and all that, but to the people we really love and care about, we rarely say those things at least not publicly or in the light of day ;).

You never know when they have a knife in the other hand.

Far be it from me to interrupt people who've hijacked their own threads, but....

There is an awful lot of truth in the above exchange.

Friends and acquaintances are the easy beneficiaries of our affection. The dispensation of affection does not substantially increase our vulnerability. The investment of true love involves far more risk. It normally requires the extension of a far greater degree of trust, and that can be more than a little unsettling even toward people we love -- particularly if that trust has ever been found left wanting not to mention outright violated.

The more trust we extend the more power we give to others to hurt us where the pain is most excruciating. Given that realization, saying "I love you" and truly meaning it, would seem to be an expression naturally and rationally fraught with reluctance.
 
I do not love popcorn because I am a floss-a-holic. But if I love you, online or offline, I will show you my love more than merely saying, "I love you."
 
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