somerandomguy
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No advice, but :hug:
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littleoc
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Hugs back @somerandomguy :)
But quick update: Someone else started flirting with me and for some reason it didn’t feel dangerous o.O
I’m trying to analyze the differences and figure out if this is what intuition feels like?
The first drops compliments kind of randomly. Like she wasn’t expecting to be interested and thought I’d be an not as smart? Doesn’t show a lot of emotions in texts? But likes cat memes. It might feel strategic to me not because of Brandi, but because of my father. He may have been literally a third grader in intelligence, but third graders are crafty when they’re evil. He probably made me suspicious of any kindness in certain amounts? Or am I really sensing something and thinking of a psychopath for a reason? No, she’s probably just really mellow and just trying to flirt.
So why am I comfortable with the second’s compliments? She was super up-front, maybe? Introduced herself by saying why rugby is great, then said “forget that” and said she was interested (romantically, very forward) in how ambitious I am. Somehow that felt super genuine to me, but I literally don’t know her.
This is pretty weird. Come to think of it, I bet I’m not ready to date. I should probably at least know who I am (age, species, gender) before I bring that kind of baggage... wait, what if now I’m just avoiding?? :P
Sorry to talk about kid issues, this has been my think-and-complain spot for every issue I would never share with people I see everyday, lol.
But quick update: Someone else started flirting with me and for some reason it didn’t feel dangerous o.O
I’m trying to analyze the differences and figure out if this is what intuition feels like?
The first drops compliments kind of randomly. Like she wasn’t expecting to be interested and thought I’d be an not as smart? Doesn’t show a lot of emotions in texts? But likes cat memes. It might feel strategic to me not because of Brandi, but because of my father. He may have been literally a third grader in intelligence, but third graders are crafty when they’re evil. He probably made me suspicious of any kindness in certain amounts? Or am I really sensing something and thinking of a psychopath for a reason? No, she’s probably just really mellow and just trying to flirt.
So why am I comfortable with the second’s compliments? She was super up-front, maybe? Introduced herself by saying why rugby is great, then said “forget that” and said she was interested (romantically, very forward) in how ambitious I am. Somehow that felt super genuine to me, but I literally don’t know her.
This is pretty weird. Come to think of it, I bet I’m not ready to date. I should probably at least know who I am (age, species, gender) before I bring that kind of baggage... wait, what if now I’m just avoiding?? :P
Sorry to talk about kid issues, this has been my think-and-complain spot for every issue I would never share with people I see everyday, lol.
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littleoc
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Nah, screw it, I’m taking Nestle on a longass walk to talk to strangers before she’s stuck in a vet’s office for two days. Also before she can’t have water when we return, because that would be uncomfortable
I did figure out why I’ve never been afraid of strangers though, and I think it’s pretty healthy, probably. There are definitely people like my dad out there, and like our abusers out there, but I’ve assumed all this time that most people are good, or trying to be. And should be protected by people like my dad. I don’t know why I knew that at an early age, but hey. I was the only one who stood up to that psycho and couldn’t be touched. I was smarter. And now I’m taller and way more confident. :P
Whatever nightmare I had last night made me sure my head was bleeding and hit by something heavy — way too real, my hair felt wet until I came to — but I realized pretty quickly that that’s clearly not enough to get rid of me anyway
Plus, being really trusting got me pretty great relationships and advice on this site full of strangers, so that is fantastic.
Nestle loves meeting new people too
I did figure out why I’ve never been afraid of strangers though, and I think it’s pretty healthy, probably. There are definitely people like my dad out there, and like our abusers out there, but I’ve assumed all this time that most people are good, or trying to be. And should be protected by people like my dad. I don’t know why I knew that at an early age, but hey. I was the only one who stood up to that psycho and couldn’t be touched. I was smarter. And now I’m taller and way more confident. :P
Whatever nightmare I had last night made me sure my head was bleeding and hit by something heavy — way too real, my hair felt wet until I came to — but I realized pretty quickly that that’s clearly not enough to get rid of me anyway
Plus, being really trusting got me pretty great relationships and advice on this site full of strangers, so that is fantastic.
Nestle loves meeting new people too
ILoveLife
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I feel ya, I don't trust lots of compliments either. But they can be honest, though. It's tricky. I just empathize, can't really help sorry. :confused::hug:
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littleoc
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Hugs back at you :)
I woke up from a tornado nightmare so that means the walls, bathroom door, window, and ceiling all made me feel horribly unsafe.
Then realized someone was on me. Nestle somehow got into the bed, which requires a jump, and had herself pressed up and prompting chill out breathing.
THIS is why I’m having the vet keep her for two days after the operation :confused:
The walls look sturdy today. My safe space is not currently getting ripped apart by the violent force of nature.
Think I’ll be sleeping with the light one. The air conditioner feels unsafe too. It’s not even cloudy tonight...
I hope I feel safe in this new place. Isaac lives right next to his landlord, though, so when Isaac takes his vacation, I could technically run over there if I were that scared. Usually I’ve actually avoided dangerous people in the woods. Not met them.
Just remember never to ask questions if you see a man preasurewashing a tree. Just turn around and quietly walk away.
I woke up from a tornado nightmare so that means the walls, bathroom door, window, and ceiling all made me feel horribly unsafe.
Then realized someone was on me. Nestle somehow got into the bed, which requires a jump, and had herself pressed up and prompting chill out breathing.
THIS is why I’m having the vet keep her for two days after the operation :confused:
The walls look sturdy today. My safe space is not currently getting ripped apart by the violent force of nature.
Think I’ll be sleeping with the light one. The air conditioner feels unsafe too. It’s not even cloudy tonight...
I hope I feel safe in this new place. Isaac lives right next to his landlord, though, so when Isaac takes his vacation, I could technically run over there if I were that scared. Usually I’ve actually avoided dangerous people in the woods. Not met them.
Just remember never to ask questions if you see a man preasurewashing a tree. Just turn around and quietly walk away.
Swift
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Trust your gut!
You're not obliged to flirt or date or anything to someone who says nice things to you. You deserve to be flirted with and said nice things to - doesn't mean you have to do anything back.
Any person who respects you will respect whatever you bring to the table - and anyone who doesn't can.... sorry I don't have a better way of saying this, but f*ck right off into the wild blue yonder. On yer bike, mate.
I wish I had better advice about picking good partners, but my track record sucks a bit.
Well wishes to Nestle.
You're not obliged to flirt or date or anything to someone who says nice things to you. You deserve to be flirted with and said nice things to - doesn't mean you have to do anything back.
Any person who respects you will respect whatever you bring to the table - and anyone who doesn't can.... sorry I don't have a better way of saying this, but f*ck right off into the wild blue yonder. On yer bike, mate.
I wish I had better advice about picking good partners, but my track record sucks a bit.
Well wishes to Nestle.
Freida
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I think that was fabulous advice!
finding the right partner is just a matter of weeding out the crappy ones. Sounds easy huh?:):):)
ILoveLife
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How's Nestle? And how are you? :hug:
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littleoc
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Nestle is okay!
I called hourly while they were open for updates, lol. Within a hour of the end of her surgery she was awake and wagging her tail at people!
They told me that the tumor on her was definitely a fatty tumor, and (consisting the last info, this isn’t much of a surprise) completely benign. So, no complications!
Her knee seems good too! I can’t take her on her awesome runs for at least a year though... her other knee has been under so much stress, it needs a whiiiiile to heal, or else it could snap too D:
But yeah, I’ll get to see her on Thursday (it’s currently Tuesday)!
My bird is doing well, with the move. She’s never been around when I moved before. She’s moved, but only from Brandi’s to my dad’s (long story, but honestly my dad did a really good job, for a child, and a psycho!). So she was really confused. Plus we had that smoke alarm (sorry, Mr.M) thing happen so she was still confused about that mess. (Everything was fine.)
But yeah, currently in the new place, that I’ll be in for a month. You know what’s weird? I’m suddenly... completely okay. Even my anger at my mom is gone. That old dorm room was affecting me way, way more than I expected. OCD is one hell of a drug when you pretend it doesn’t exist, so you can live in a nasty place...
My friends insist it’s ghosts, though. A kid hanged himself in the room I occupied, according to faculty members. I had tried reporting odd banging in what should have been empty, cold pipes (the heat shouldn’t be on in the summer). I didn’t look it up to see if it’s true. I’ve seen enough weird things on this University’s campus... and people make fun of scientists for being superstitious (even if OCD forces it) or religious. Haha. This university was founded just before the Civil War, and was on the South side, so there are many, many interesting things to accidentally run into. I won’t tell it right now, but like that time I seemed to have run into a room of people dancing in what was, in 1870, a ballroom. Everyone, including me, who has seen it, has only seen half of their bodies — on the first floor, the top half, on the basement floor, the legs. When the building was renovated in 1970ish, the floor level was moved to account for erosion. The ballroom was not at that level exactly. Only after 1970ish did people start seeing only half of the dancers. It’s pretty, well, disconcerting. And hard to explain. I’d tell y’all how to look up the reports but I don’t want to say too much about where I am.
Anyway, it’s really chill here. And no stairs. Nestle is going to love this place. And my electronics will stop doing creepy glitches. And animals will stop attacking my dog. Hm, maybe that place was a little haunted? Haha, if any, probably a friendly guy stuck in dark, dark thoughts. It happens!
Usually moving is a lot harder on me. I can’t wait for Nestle to see this place. It’s in the woods, so nice yard! (She’ll be leashed, though, for her own protection.)
I called hourly while they were open for updates, lol. Within a hour of the end of her surgery she was awake and wagging her tail at people!
They told me that the tumor on her was definitely a fatty tumor, and (consisting the last info, this isn’t much of a surprise) completely benign. So, no complications!
Her knee seems good too! I can’t take her on her awesome runs for at least a year though... her other knee has been under so much stress, it needs a whiiiiile to heal, or else it could snap too D:
But yeah, I’ll get to see her on Thursday (it’s currently Tuesday)!
My bird is doing well, with the move. She’s never been around when I moved before. She’s moved, but only from Brandi’s to my dad’s (long story, but honestly my dad did a really good job, for a child, and a psycho!). So she was really confused. Plus we had that smoke alarm (sorry, Mr.M) thing happen so she was still confused about that mess. (Everything was fine.)
But yeah, currently in the new place, that I’ll be in for a month. You know what’s weird? I’m suddenly... completely okay. Even my anger at my mom is gone. That old dorm room was affecting me way, way more than I expected. OCD is one hell of a drug when you pretend it doesn’t exist, so you can live in a nasty place...
My friends insist it’s ghosts, though. A kid hanged himself in the room I occupied, according to faculty members. I had tried reporting odd banging in what should have been empty, cold pipes (the heat shouldn’t be on in the summer). I didn’t look it up to see if it’s true. I’ve seen enough weird things on this University’s campus... and people make fun of scientists for being superstitious (even if OCD forces it) or religious. Haha. This university was founded just before the Civil War, and was on the South side, so there are many, many interesting things to accidentally run into. I won’t tell it right now, but like that time I seemed to have run into a room of people dancing in what was, in 1870, a ballroom. Everyone, including me, who has seen it, has only seen half of their bodies — on the first floor, the top half, on the basement floor, the legs. When the building was renovated in 1970ish, the floor level was moved to account for erosion. The ballroom was not at that level exactly. Only after 1970ish did people start seeing only half of the dancers. It’s pretty, well, disconcerting. And hard to explain. I’d tell y’all how to look up the reports but I don’t want to say too much about where I am.
Anyway, it’s really chill here. And no stairs. Nestle is going to love this place. And my electronics will stop doing creepy glitches. And animals will stop attacking my dog. Hm, maybe that place was a little haunted? Haha, if any, probably a friendly guy stuck in dark, dark thoughts. It happens!
Usually moving is a lot harder on me. I can’t wait for Nestle to see this place. It’s in the woods, so nice yard! (She’ll be leashed, though, for her own protection.)
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littleoc
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Yeah, I forgot to mention — I was even getting nose bleeds in that dorm. :P
That was my fault though. I was trying to lift something that was about 200lbs, and I’m not exactly a weight champion. I forgot to breathe out while lifting, so then my nose started bleeding for ten minutes, both sides. My poor shirt. It’s all good, tho! It’s a normal thing to have happen. It’s like suddenly getting high blood pressure for approximately four seconds that causes that. It’s not particularly dangerous :P
I like that even though I know this new house would definitely be demolished by a tornado, the walls still feel safe anyway. The dorm was starting to freak me out with all those loud bangs. I’m sure the nightmares I was having won’t just go away, especially since I forgot my medication, but hey....
Also, I can cook here. The kids ruined the kitchen in the dorm and I couldn’t cook. (How do you ruin an entire kitchen, you ask?? I have no idea!)
That was my fault though. I was trying to lift something that was about 200lbs, and I’m not exactly a weight champion. I forgot to breathe out while lifting, so then my nose started bleeding for ten minutes, both sides. My poor shirt. It’s all good, tho! It’s a normal thing to have happen. It’s like suddenly getting high blood pressure for approximately four seconds that causes that. It’s not particularly dangerous :P
I like that even though I know this new house would definitely be demolished by a tornado, the walls still feel safe anyway. The dorm was starting to freak me out with all those loud bangs. I’m sure the nightmares I was having won’t just go away, especially since I forgot my medication, but hey....
Also, I can cook here. The kids ruined the kitchen in the dorm and I couldn’t cook. (How do you ruin an entire kitchen, you ask?? I have no idea!)
ILoveLife
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I'm glad everything is okay :) :) :hug:
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littleoc
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Me too! :hug:
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