Damn. It happened again.

[DrFreud]

We might just swing by down south and pick up a certain Cool Cat I know about, so be picking out your costume…



Glad to be of service…give me a little time and Luc in some spandex and you will forget all about the rat bastard.



Feathers and deerskin? I think I just got a tingle! Oh, yes, please climb in! You can squeeze in the front seat right here with me.



You're just here for the feathers and doeskin, aren't you, Dragon-san? But it's all good and you won't need a costume either what with the fire-breathing and wings…

Congrats Yui, u just started the AH orgy stread

 

[herecomestherain]

LJ hon, what can I say, other than I'm sorry you've been hurt. The fellow was obviously (said with the benefit of hindsight and in this case -- distance) a scoundrel, a cad and a bounder. You my sweet, deserve someone lovely and worthy of your affections. Take of yourself LJ.

 

[LadyJeanne]

LJ hon, what can I say, other than I'm sorry you've been hurt. The fellow was obviously (said with the benefit of hindsight and in this case -- distance) a scoundrel, a cad and a bounder. You my sweet, deserve someone lovely and worthy of your affections. Take of yourself LJ.

Thank you, rain. Your words are kind and generous and precious.

 

[LadyJeanne]

A bounder, a cad, a scoundrel. Yes, he is that and he was someone I loved and no, he didn't deserve me. Yesterday, my tears were about loss and disappointment. Today, they are more specific and evoked by all those words he used that I believed.

Today, I'm angry that he elicited genuine intimacy from me under false pretenses. This is a hard thing for me. This part really hurts. When I think of all the things I felt safe to share with him, I just want to shut my eyes and cover my ears and scream really, really loud to block out the raw exposed nerves.

Today, I'm angry that all this was part of his secret plan to figure out if he could fall in love with me. Huh? He set it all up and structured it and scheduled it and manipulated me and cheated on his girlfriend and he thought this methodology woud work, that this was the best way? I'm not a fucking lab rat, even if his approach hadn't been horribly flawed to begin with.

Today, I'm angry that he doesn't see that he set us up to fail from the start and that I was headed for this disastrous end before we'd even begun. I had no chance.

Today, I'm angry that he said he loved me but he didn't think he could handle me every day - I'm too intense for him, he said. He put us in circumstances of the greatest intensity and thought he'd get an answer as to whether he could handle me on an ordinary day. Deluded, toxic bastard. Yeah, he handled me all right.

Today, I'm angry that he used me and deluded me thoroughly like this. I truly believed I was a lucky woman and that he'd been taking care of me and us so well.

Today, I'm angry that he deliberately pulled all this emotion out of me and now I can't just put it away with a, "Oh, well, we tried and there's nothing there. Never mind. It was just a test anyway."

Fucking bastard.

 

[English Lady]

I hear you Lady Jeanne...I hear the pain. get it out love. It's the best way *more hugs*

 

[cloudy]

A bounder, a cad, a scoundrel. Yes, he is that and he was someone I loved and no, he didn't deserve me. Yesterday, my tears were about loss and disappointment. Today, they are more specific and evoked by all those words he used that I believed.

Today, I'm angry that he elicited genuine intimacy from me under false pretenses. This is a hard thing for me. This part really hurts. When I think of all the things I felt safe to share with him, I just want to shut my eyes and cover my ears and scream really, really loud to block out the raw exposed nerves.

Today, I'm angry that all this was part of his secret plan to figure out if he could fall in love with me. Huh? He set it all up and structured it and scheduled it and manipulated me and cheated on his girlfriend and he thought this methodology woud work, that this was the best way? I'm not a fucking lab rat, even if his approach hadn't been horribly flawed to begin with.

Today, I'm angry that he doesn't see that he set us up to fail from the start and that I was headed for this disastrous end before we'd even begun. I had no chance.

Today, I'm angry that he said he loved me but he didn't think he could handle me every day - I'm too intense for him, he said. He put us in circumstances of the greatest intensity and thought he'd get an answer as to whether he could handle me on an ordinary day. Deluded, toxic bastard. Yeah, he handled me all right.

Today, I'm angry that he used me and deluded me thoroughly like this. I truly believed I was a lucky woman and that he'd been taking care of me and us so well.

Today, I'm angry that he deliberately pulled all this emotion out of me and now I can't just put it away with a, "Oh, well, we tried and there's nothing there. Never mind. It was just a test anyway."

Fucking bastard.

I know anger isn't a comfortable emotion, but it's good that you're angry. Be mad, be pissed off...scream at the world if you need to. It's the only way you'll move on, babe, and it's the next step in getting back to yourself.

 

[LadyJeanne]

Thank you so much, ladies.

You are truly brave and strong in your ability to withstand my retina-burning, skin-scorching, freckle-melting, axon-frying intensity on an ordinary Tuesday. I hear I'm too much for every day. You know, like high-heeled sandals and sexy dresses and intoxicating perfume, just good for special occasions, but too much for mere mortals to handle every day.

Yeah, anger is a better place than sorrow.

 

[English Lady]

I am betting there are many men out there who'd love that kind of intensity every day.

 

[Lucifer_Carroll]

A bounder, a cad, a scoundrel. Yes, he is that and he was someone I loved and no, he didn't deserve me. Yesterday, my tears were about loss and disappointment. Today, they are more specific and evoked by all those words he used that I believed.

Today, I'm angry that he elicited genuine intimacy from me under false pretenses. This is a hard thing for me. This part really hurts. When I think of all the things I felt safe to share with him, I just want to shut my eyes and cover my ears and scream really, really loud to block out the raw exposed nerves.

Today, I'm angry that all this was part of his secret plan to figure out if he could fall in love with me. Huh? He set it all up and structured it and scheduled it and manipulated me and cheated on his girlfriend and he thought this methodology woud work, that this was the best way? I'm not a fucking lab rat, even if his approach hadn't been horribly flawed to begin with.

Today, I'm angry that he doesn't see that he set us up to fail from the start and that I was headed for this disastrous end before we'd even begun. I had no chance.

Today, I'm angry that he said he loved me but he didn't think he could handle me every day - I'm too intense for him, he said. He put us in circumstances of the greatest intensity and thought he'd get an answer as to whether he could handle me on an ordinary day. Deluded, toxic bastard. Yeah, he handled me all right.

Today, I'm angry that he used me and deluded me thoroughly like this. I truly believed I was a lucky woman and that he'd been taking care of me and us so well.

Today, I'm angry that he deliberately pulled all this emotion out of me and now I can't just put it away with a, "Oh, well, we tried and there's nothing there. Never mind. It was just a test anyway."

Fucking bastard.

We need to turn that anger to practical means like helping us cut his brake lines.

- The Yui, Luc, and Gang Traveling Sex Posse

 

[Guest]

I know anger isn't a comfortable emotion, but it's good that you're angry. Be mad, be pissed off...scream at the world if you need to. It's the only way you'll move on, babe, and it's the next step in getting back to yourself.

And get Lucifers number and give him a call.

 

[LadyJeanne]

We need to turn that anger to practical means like helping us cut his brake lines.

- The Yui, Luc, and Gang Traveling Sex Posse

Oooo, don't tempt me...well, ok, go ahead, twist my arm...

 

[LadyJeanne]

And get Lucifers number and give him a call.

Well, he does have a nice eye...

And a dashing Traveling Sex Posse outfit, from what I hear.

 

[rgraham666]

He couldn't handle a sexy, intelligent, vivacious, sweet, passionate and beautiful woman every day?

I repeat,

The man is not a bounder, or a cad, or a scoundrel. He's a complete fucking moron.

Take him off the machines, nurse. There's no saving this one.

 

[SeaCat]

A bounder, a cad, a scoundrel. Yes, he is that and he was someone I loved and no, he didn't deserve me. Yesterday, my tears were about loss and disappointment. Today, they are more specific and evoked by all those words he used that I believed.

Today, I'm angry that he elicited genuine intimacy from me under false pretenses. This is a hard thing for me. This part really hurts. When I think of all the things I felt safe to share with him, I just want to shut my eyes and cover my ears and scream really, really loud to block out the raw exposed nerves.

Today, I'm angry that all this was part of his secret plan to figure out if he could fall in love with me. Huh? He set it all up and structured it and scheduled it and manipulated me and cheated on his girlfriend and he thought this methodology woud work, that this was the best way? I'm not a fucking lab rat, even if his approach hadn't been horribly flawed to begin with.

Today, I'm angry that he doesn't see that he set us up to fail from the start and that I was headed for this disastrous end before we'd even begun. I had no chance.

Today, I'm angry that he said he loved me but he didn't think he could handle me every day - I'm too intense for him, he said. He put us in circumstances of the greatest intensity and thought he'd get an answer as to whether he could handle me on an ordinary day. Deluded, toxic bastard. Yeah, he handled me all right.

Today, I'm angry that he used me and deluded me thoroughly like this. I truly believed I was a lucky woman and that he'd been taking care of me and us so well.

Today, I'm angry that he deliberately pulled all this emotion out of me and now I can't just put it away with a, "Oh, well, we tried and there's nothing there. Never mind. It was just a test anyway."

Fucking bastard.

LJ,

There is no greater pain than that caused by betrayel. You have every right to be angry about this. He came to you with a sweet song, he played you like an instrument while knowing in his heart this was nothing more than a game to him. Of course the anger is there, I would be more than a little surprised if it wasn't. In fact I believe I would be worried if you weren't angry.

I repeat what I said earlier about this little weasel. he is lower than a rabid animal. He is too low even for the wire brush and peppers. Paper cuts inflicted over every square inch of his body then treated with salt are more fitting. (With the punishment to be done publicly and over several days, with certain areas of his body saved for last.) If unable to do that for some reason then I suggest wrapping him from tightly from shoulders to heels in a green hide then placing him in the sun.

Cat

 

[yui]

Congrats Yui, u just started the AH orgy stread

Oh, dear...I didn't mean to! It's these boots, you see...

We need to turn that anger to practical means like helping us cut his brake lines.

- The Yui, Luc, and Gang Traveling Sex Posse

"The Yui, Luc, and Gang Traveling Sex Posse" kind of has a ring to it, eh? We'll need sharp implements along with our sharp threads in order to be truly effective in the name of LadyJ, I suppose…

He couldn't handle a sexy, intelligent, vivacious, sweet, passionate and beautiful woman every day?

I repeat,

The man is not a bounder, or a cad, or a scoundrel. He's a complete fucking moron.

Take him off the machines, nurse. There's no saving this one.

Very well said, rg! The man is less than dirt beneath LadyJ's elegant foot!

 

[logophile]

Thank you so much, ladies.

You are truly brave and strong in your ability to withstand my retina-burning, skin-scorching, freckle-melting, axon-frying intensity on an ordinary Tuesday. I hear I'm too much for every day. You know, like high-heeled sandals and sexy dresses and intoxicating perfume, just good for special occasions, but too much for mere mortals to handle every day.

Yeah, anger is a better place than sorrow.

LadyJ - I am so so so sorry to hear that someone has used this bullshit line on you! Too intense for everyday, my ass.

I am also very intense and have been told the exact same thing by almost everyone I've ever loved. I tried for years to tame myself, hold back the intensity.

Then I had a nervous breakdown. Fuck that. This is WHO YOU ARE. I'm glad to see that you're angry about it. It beats the hell out of the alternative.

I have struggled with this for most of my adult life and then this summer I read the following in my horoscope and it has changed the way I see myself and interact with others:

Allow the sense that you are being seen guide you to a greater depth of revealing yourself and your raw intensity. Have you not figured out that this is why you are so well loved, even if people have their misgivings at times? It's not your job to make everyone comfortable. It's merely to be real. In this time when so much is possible, remember that you don't have what it takes; you are what it takes.​

Hope that helps and please know that my heart is with you.

 

[cloudy]

"The Yui, Luc, and Gang Traveling Sex Posse" kind of has a ring to it, eh? We'll need sharp implements along with our sharp threads in order to be truly effective in the name of LadyJ, I suppose…

I have those...

 

[yui]

I have those...

Doeskin, feathers, and knives...god, cloudy, you might just be the perfect woman!

 

[cloudy]

Doeskin, feathers, and knives...god, cloudy, you might just be the perfect woman!

yeah, well......warriors, what can I say?

 

[Guest]

Doeskin, feathers, and knives...god, cloudy, you might just be the perfect woman!

I agree.

 

[LadyJeanne]

He couldn't handle a sexy, intelligent, vivacious, sweet, passionate and beautiful woman every day?

I repeat,

The man is not a bounder, or a cad, or a scoundrel. He's a complete fucking moron.

Take him off the machines, nurse. There's no saving this one.

Thank you, Rob. Those are very kind thoughts, and they're music to my ears right now.

HE'S A MORON HE'S A MORON HE'S A MORON HE'S A MORON HE'S A MORON HE'S A MORON HE'S A MORON HE'S A MORON HE'S A MORON HE'S A MORON HE'S A MORON HE'S A MORON HE'S A MORON HE'S A MORON HE'S A MORON HE'S A MORON HE'S A MORON HE'S A MORON HE'S A MORON HE'S A MORON HE'S A MORON HE'S A MORON HE'S A MORON HE'S A MORON HE'S A MORON HE'S A MORON HE'S A MORON HE'S A MORON

Very well said, rg! The man is less than dirt beneath LadyJ's elegant foot!

My 'elegant' foot is usually wearing Dansko clogs which aren't so elegant, but would be perfect for stomping a complete fucking moron into the dirt. And they're so well made, I could probably just rinse them off afterwards and continue on my merry way, satisfied that I had put my intensity to good use. My clogs have been very good to me over the years, lasting much longer and treating me much better than the MORON ever could.

 

[LadyJeanne]

LJ,

There is no greater pain than that caused by betrayel. You have every right to be angry about this. He came to you with a sweet song, he played you like an instrument while knowing in his heart this was nothing more than a game to him. Of course the anger is there, I would be more than a little surprised if it wasn't. In fact I believe I would be worried if you weren't angry.

I repeat what I said earlier about this little weasel. he is lower than a rabid animal. He is too low even for the wire brush and peppers. Paper cuts inflicted over every square inch of his body then treated with salt are more fitting. (With the punishment to be done publicly and over several days, with certain areas of his body saved for last.) If unable to do that for some reason then I suggest wrapping him from tightly from shoulders to heels in a green hide then placing him in the sun.

Cat

I've been through betrayals before, each awful in their own way, although nothing quite like this. The anger came very quickly this time, because he was SO WRONG on every level in what he did. I don't feel bad about being angry; I just wish it were capable of erasing the memory of him entirely. It's not, but it does block the hurt some.

The nice thing about anger is that revenge plots sound sweet. I like the paper cuts suggestion. How about the Yui, Luc and Gang Traveling Sex Posse beat him up first, then subject him to the paper cut torture. He's a big scuba diving fan, so a dip in the salty ocean would be a fitting finale.

However, as he's lying there afterwards screaming in pain, I'd prefer if he had some psychological pain to mull over as well. I need to work on that part, but if anyone has any suggestions, please do let me know.

 

[LadyJeanne]

LadyJ - I am so so so sorry to hear that someone has used this bullshit line on you! Too intense for everyday, my ass.

I am also very intense and have been told the exact same thing by almost everyone I've ever loved. I tried for years to tame myself, hold back the intensity.

Then I had a nervous breakdown. Fuck that. This is WHO YOU ARE. I'm glad to see that you're angry about it. It beats the hell out of the alternative.

I have struggled with this for most of my adult life and then this summer I read the following in my horoscope and it has changed the way I see myself and interact with others:

Allow the sense that you are being seen guide you to a greater depth of revealing yourself and your raw intensity. Have you not figured out that this is why you are so well loved, even if people have their misgivings at times? It's not your job to make everyone comfortable. It's merely to be real. In this time when so much is possible, remember that you don't have what it takes; you are what it takes.​

Hope that helps and please know that my heart is with you.

Thank you, sweets. I'm glad you've been able to work through this for yourself. You shouldn't dull your personality for anyone, ever. The lover who knows who you are and treasures you for it, is the only lover worth having.

I know it's a bullshit line. Everything that's been coming out of his mouth has been bullshit. The only thing he was right about is that he isn't capable of handling me. He's not capable of handling any woman the way she deserves. It's his own failing he's really talking about - his lack of genuine caring for anyone but himself, and maybe his dog.

I've actually never had anyone say anything about my so-called intensity before. My friends and family do love me for my passion and humor, and they appreciate the emotion and feeling I bring with me wherever I go. But those people are open to feeling emotions themselves, and they give it right back. And, naturally, I love them that much more for it. It's a vicious circle.

This man has known me for many, many years. I used to call him a good friend. That's why he was able to execute his plan so well - I trusted him and he knew me well enough to know how to get to me. He was willing to use everything he knew to do something really fucked-up to me, a woman that he knew truly loved him, and he can't even see how deeply fucked-up that is. He destroyed 18 years of friendship on top of everything else. He did that - me and my intensity are not the problem and never were.

My problem is I believed he was a better person than he is. So much deception all these years...unbelievable.

 

[LadyJeanne]

Doeskin, feathers, and knives...god, cloudy, you might just be the perfect woman!

I'm with Yui and Dran on this one.

 

[Gringao]

LadyJeanne, you need a good break-up song to get you over this creep. There's one I've always listened to that does the trick. It's written from the male point of view, but it's not too hard to imagine it the opposite way.

Tonio K - Life in the Food Chain album. Song #9: H-A-T-R-E-D.

You won't be sorry.