I hate it when I'm talking to someone about weight, and they say, "well, you're not that big" or "I think you're kinda pretty". Like they don't think you're skinny and pretty, but they don't want to tell you that, because that would be rude! Like lying about it isn't! These are the same people who if you went in public with something embarrasing
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I try not to think about this dillema too much, because I can't really spend time stressing on how I used to be, being since the person I used to be is still so painfully close, and I can't let myself be that person again...It's likely no consolation, but I really felt that ( ... )
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That strikes home there. Although I still enjoy the company of other persons, even though my facade is present the whole time. The more company I have, the less likely I am to think, and though thinking may be good for some people, my thoughts have a tendency to turn negative when I'm alone, and I try my best not to allow that to happen. Therin lies my dependency on relationships, love, and friendships... I thrive on them.
I never pass off what you say as rambling, because you are a very intellegent individual, and I value what you have to say, but I sometimes decline to comment for fear of misinterpreting your post, and sounding seriously under educated.
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Thanks for your nice comments, even if I don't think I realy deserve them. ^.^ Don't feel as if you're under-educated; that's not true, and it also makes me feel bad to know you might feel as such.
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