Only one thing to be done in this situation. You got to kill the bitch. I'm kidding! But yeah, find an ex-con just out of prison, down on his luck, and oh, wait, yeah. Sorry, wrong idea. Just bang a bunch of different white trash women, that way you can spread the jealousy out amongst several so it won't seem quite as noticeable. You're welcome!
If this turns out to be the case, you can't date any hot, successful women. Because then the ex will look at you and think "wow, he's dating a bunch of really hot, successful women. that must mean I'm a hot, successful woman, too!" Aah, psychology.
Therapy. You need to process the emotions you're feeling. Or you could go the numbing route and become sensation seeking and go fuck/workout/drink when these feelings pop up. Or you could be avoidant and just withdraw and go to sleep every time you feel jealous. Seriously. Go get therapy. Particularly if you don't have anyone you can really talk this thing out with, or you'll sabotage your future relationships for a long ass time.
Well I have nothing witty to add. I'm drinking a William Bass and Co Premium Ale and cooking an Irish stew. Got some jersey potatoes in there, diced beef, HP sauce, chillis, onions, garlic, salt, vingegar, crushed chilli peppers, vegetable oxo cube, beef oxo cub. Hurray
I don't know. Every guy I've known her date was a douchebag. There was two in particular that I wanted to seriously punch in the face every time I saw them. Well I don't drink a lot for this specific purpose due to whatever feelings I have at the time being amplified. I don't really go out and have crazy sex either because I know it's an unhealthy way of dealing with what may be a genuine issue with me. I don't really talk to anyone about this because I thought it was just something everyone goes through and it eventually goes away. I sort of feel that going to talk to a counselor about it would be making a big deal about it and that I'd be one of those people who just complains about his problems when they're just like everyone's problems. Would you still suggest going?
Yes. And if I were doing therapy with you I would be asking why you feel some sort of way about asking a therapist for help but seem alright with seeking help from random strangers on an internet forum? And to a point, it is something everyone goes through, but everyone could use a bit of therapy and a lot of perspective/insight. Everyone goes through a break up, but why not seek out help for something that is obviously affecting you so much to the point that it's impacting your future relationships? Or more succinctly: Why would you allow yourself to be still influenced by that whore so much that you won't allow yourself the opportunity to become a more secure individual/grow for yourself and your kiddo?
I guess I sort of feel like going to a therapist first without asking someone else who has possibly gone through the same thing would be akin to going to the doctor for a weird cough. It might be something genuine, but I'd rather ask first. This probably sounds ridiculous, but it makes sense in my head. I haven't gone because in the past I didn't really think it was a big deal until last night when I made that post. That's a good question and one which I don't have the answer to.
So you're having abnormal, extreme thoughts and you have no outlet for them. Yes, I think therapy might be best. Or you can just keep letting the pressure build until one day you lose control and grab a shotgun. Just sayin.' The Talledega race had better not get rained out tomorrow. Grr...
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Bitch please, that's just some terrible effort. Standard template clothes with a RM on it in rugrats font? Come one Milly, you can do better than this.
Aww, nascar cancels for rain? how cute. You don't want drivers needing to use skill or manage the grip their tires have, after all.
I assure you, people have gone to the doctor and gotten into therapy for much less. There is no shame in making sure that you are the best possible you can be for yourself, and your child. How you interact with the kiddo's mother will serve as a template for how your kiddo interacts with the opposite sex. If you don't think you owe it to yourself, you owe it to your kiddo to at least get to a place where you can be comfortable in the discomfort you feel around the ex-whore. Which is important because your feelings towards the ex-whore can be generalized towards women as a whole, and in part affect your kiddo's outlook on women. It sucks twice as much if the kiddo is a little girl and internalizes that message as well.
I've spent the past hour trapped next to a probably-homeless guy in a coffee shop who is talking to himself. I can't move, because there's no other seats....and I'm not going to say anything, because he might stab me. You don't fuck with the crazy or the homeless. It took me 20 minutes to realize that it was an ongoing, mumbly, stream of consciousness commentary on the basketball game thats on the TV. Apparently, he does not approve of Danny Granger's shot selection. Also, during half time and commercials, he picked up newspapers and gave running commentaries on their contents.
Aww, nascar cancels for rain? how cute. You don't want drivers needing to use skill or manage the grip their tires have, after all.[/quote] Aw shit...nettdata's going to bury you in a barrel of racing fuel. Screw all you drunks, too. My only impairment is from lack of sleep and the ensuing exhaustion. I used to be able to go 36 hours without sleep as easily as KImaster ruins film discussions, but now I'm at 26 hours and I feel like I'm going to faceplant at any moment.
I have a conversation partner from Saudi Arabia. He is very sweet and naive in a way, and I can tell he has great affection for me. He always wants to hold my hand when we hang out, hug me, touch my hair, and touch my lips. I felt like he was coming onto me so I explained to him that here in the US, when you do those things, it means that you love someone romantically. I am engaged and I felt that what he was doing was inappropriate. He responds that he loves me like a sister and feels comfortable doing those things. I was trying to reconcile the fact that I don't typically do those things with male friends vs him trying to show me affection. Anyways, the conversation kind of goes in a circle for awhile, and I end up rubbing my temples, saying "I don't know what to think." He tells me okay, he will go. I get up to hug him goodbye and he begins to cry. He tries to hide it but I can tell. So I sit down with him and hug him some more to make him feel better and he ends up leaving very quickly and hiding his face. What the fuck did I do?
My money is just on him feeling extremely embarrassed and then feeling like you pity him with the hugs at the end. And I'm surprised lip touching is a sibling behavior. Weird.
I have never met anyone from Saudi Arabia nor do I really know how the culture works but the way you're explaining it leads me to believe he has more feelings than just brotherly affection. I don't know how someone consistently brings up touching your lips or how that can be done in a brotherly way. Since I don't know him I could write off everything to not knowing this person or culture and maybe even he has some emotional issues. My immediate reaction however is it sounds like he has other feelings for you. Either way you're right to explain it's inappropriate to you, and you don't want it to continue. If he really is just overly touchy, you need make sure he understands where the boundaries are. It may hurt him because he'll think you're mad at him when he doesn't mean any harm and can't understand it. The more you're honest with him the more he'll understand where it's coming from. Either way you did nothing wrong. You're right though it seems like he's coming onto you, that's exactly my first impression. On another note... what's with the relationships between cold necks and politics? I went to a "party" last night where everyone wore scarves. Indoors. All they wanted to talk about was the government MANNNNN. The person who invited me was kindly ignoring me so I had to make conversation with anyone I could, this normally wouldn't bother me but everyone wanted to discuss some kind of politics. Let's talk about something else, how about fun? Remember fun? I just ended up leaving the party and their perpetually cold necks.