I am pretty damn sure I would look better with bigger boobs. It would balance my body out more. I don't have a huge ass, but I do have an ass. It comes with having some Latin blood in me. I have an hour glass shape. I would like the tits to match the ass. No, there is nothing wrong with my boobs medically. I would just like for them to be bigger. They make implants that aren't hard as rocks. So what seems to be the problem?
The colour me in as a sociopath, since I have very little desire for sex or intimacy and prefer my own space. Definition: (courtesy dictionary.com) so·ci·o·path [soh-see-uh-path, soh-shee-] –noun Psychiatry . a person, as a psychopathic personality, whose behavior is antisocial and who lacks a sense of moral responsibility or social conscience. I've bolded the part I don't fit into. I definitely feel guilt, something a sociopath wouldn't. Also, I'm not the kind of guy who would go out and actively hurt other people or wrong them in some way, at least, not unless they did something exceptionally nasty towards me first - again, I'd feel guilt and remorse and this would probably prevent me from taking action against him/her.
There are a great many reasons that someone may never be comfortable with these two things, abuse being a primary reason. It isn't the only reason, but the most common.
Intimacy and abuse: those scars run so fucking deep you don't even know you have them until you accidentally Nick one.
This is definitely true, but being comfortable with, and having a desire to are slightly different, I think. I imagine someone who is uncomfortable with intimacy and sex would still desire it but have trouble acting on those desires due to previous incidents. Maybe I should tone down my language a bit. instead of "that person may be a sociopath" let's say "that person likely needs therapy." Is that fair?
Is it gender specific to perceive the internalization of issues as disinterest? because I have to say, the whole "Oh I'm going to withdraw into myself while I work out decisions I need to make" thing that The Guy does pretty much fucks with my head on a level I never expected. I perceive it as disinterest. It's aggrabothering.
Yes. We are raised to be independent problem solvers, or at least that's how we like to think of it. Don't be the girl that causes fights by freaking out about this, be the girl that's cooler and more understanding than all the rest by letting him work on his own timeline. If he were really disinterested, you'd know. Don't jump at shadows.
Do you know what happens to men who don't share their feelings? They get divorced. Do you know what happens to men who do share their feelings? They get dumped well before that.
Oh no. I'm not talking about feelings. Just wanting to know what's going on. Fear, nervousness, etc. Is fine...but at least give me a heads up.
Sorry, I hate typing on my phone. I meant I'm not necessarily interested in knowing about those things, because I personally don't like sharing them. I'd rather just know "Hey, I'm going through some shit right now, tryingto figure a few things out. Don't take it personal." than have to sit and wonder and ask.
You know he does this. You know why he does this. You know it doesn't have anything to do with you. Yet it still bothers you?
Yes. I could rationalize this by telling you that the reason is because my realm of experience dictates that this is a BAD THING and VERY BAD THINGS HAPPEN when you start getting shut out. But also, rationally, I know him. I know better. Ugh. Kick my own ass.
Gentlemen - a tip: If, hypothetically, you miss your girlfriend's birthday because of an out-of-town bachelor party, it is probably a good idea to make it up to her as soon as you get back. Be it flowers, a nice card, a back rub, a good solid shag... It is probably NOT a good idea to get home, head straight to the pub and get shit-faced, come home and pass out at 7pm so that when the girlfriend gets home from babysitting her nephew, she finds your sorry ass completely incapacitated. Moreover, it is most definitely a bad idea to, the next day, tell her that you're feeling under the weather, and tell her that dinner is her responsibility that night. This has been a PSA from your pissed-off neighbourhood angel.
Unacceptable. I realize that I'm a massive bitch, so take this advice with a large grain of salt, but...I'd certainly make dinner my responsibility. That is, I'd take my lovely ass out to a very, very expensive dinner. Expensive wine, lovely amuse-bouches, fancy salads, perfect steaks, fabulous dessert(s), etc. You know what I'm talking about. If I were really pissed, I'd invite the female friend that my boyfriend hates most and pick up her tab too. I'd make it a production, too- put on my Spanx, the whore lipstick, the cleavage-y dress... And not share my leftovers with my douchebag boyfriend when I got home. Happy (late) birthday to you, dear!
You'd wear Spanx?? In the short term, it would be satisfying. If you actually want the relationship to work, then you just need to have a Come to Jesus meeting, then get over it. If this is one of many incidents that indicate he is, in fact, an asshole, then maybe you should go out with a bang. Go the Pinkcup route, except give him the leftovers container with a sweet message like "Die in a fire."
Hey, everybody likes a smooth line. And what is wrong with doing both? It is her birthday so if her guy is being a deadbeat why shouldn't she go have some fun since he is "incapacitated". Afterwards (or before) let him know that this shit isn't going to fly and how you feel about it so he knows to do better next time.
Actually, as long as there isn't a shitload of passive aggressive bitching to follow, that's a pretty good reaction. In fact if I pulled that shit I'd have her put it on my credit card. But seriously, you have a birthday every year, his friend will (hopefully) only have one bachelor party, let him have this week. Unless of course I'm misreading this and his recent shenanigans were completely unrelated to said bachelor party, then yeah, be pissed.