Fluffywolf
Nips away your dignity
- Joined
- Mar 31, 2009
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- MBTI Type
- INTP
- Enneagram
- 9
- Instinctual Variant
- sp/sx
The wisdom to get ahead, is knowing when to take a step back. *is somewhere in the clouds, fumigating the atmosphere.*
No one could ever want to commit to you anyway. Is that the fear?
Woah, good question. I used to think that way, that I was afraid of rejection, but the trail of still hopeful men I've left behind seems to convince me otherwise. I felt that way before I discovered that I'm not some freak anomaly, that people similar to me do exist and it's ok to exist like this. To not want what everyone else wants.
I've come to the conclusion that it's not you, it's me. I need a lot of space, and peace, and quiet. I work a lot. All the time. It's a passion to start new careers and explore new ideas. The freshness of it all. But it drains me. When I come home, the last thing I want is more fucking work. If I have to choose between the passion of the mind and the passion of the heart, I choose the mind. I know what I'm giving up for that, and it kinda makes me wistful a bit, but I know who I am and I know what makes me happy.
See. Relationships don't have to be work. You don't have to suffer.
Maybe you don't want to be committed to anyone who could really love you. So you're stuck.
Sometimes we stay busy to avoid the thoughts that roll in like black storm clouds when it gets quiet and we're alone. With ourselves.
The grass is greener on the other side.
The grass is always greener where you aren't standing. Because you aren't there to block out the sunlight.
But they are, and I do.
Maybe you're right about this one. But it's ok, I've mourned it and buried it a long time ago. Don't cry for me, Argentina.
Perhaps. I wouldn't know because I'm always busy.
You just suffer. Then you bring this into a relationship where you can't avoid it like you might normally.
Some things don't stay buried or sunken, no matter how deep you hide them. Better to dig up the corpses and resurrect them or burn them utterly and eat the ashes.
For now. Not forever.
Oh my dear Synarch, what am I going to do with you? What are you going to do with you? I would love to meet your current love interest...
Some of what you are saying is true, others not so much. But at the end of the day, what does it matter? What can I do to change not only myself, but the type of men that come into my life? And why should I, if I am happy and satisfied with my life?
I cringed and squeeked. Time for some oil.
Anyhow, whatever makes you happy. But why settle for just that. :>
Hmmm, I get the feeling that some people here view me as some sort of sad clown...But no worries, I'm used to it.
Just a regular clown. Or an ass clown.
Are you offering to lube me up?![]()
:yim_rolling_on_the_
In a matter of speaking, I suppose I do. Very perceptive.![]()
Stop proving me right.