I dont feel like the stocking industry is taking me serious!
I bought these really nice HQ stockings with patterns, but....apparently my legs are too long or I need to get fatter.
I have to buy a large for my height, but i'd need an extra small for my weight.
Could have just bought simple black ones cause you dont see the bloody patterns anyways ><
I've been uploading youtube videos for the last few weeks and I finally decided I'd try Twitch streaming, was actually pretty psyched when someone started watching my second stream.
I've been uploading youtube videos for the last few weeks and I finally decided I'd try Twitch streaming, was actually pretty psyched when someone started watching my second stream.
Thank you random Italian viewer.
You should link to your FFXIah profile so the rest of us jackwagons can watch.
Also, g'morning RT peeps.
Ok I have linked it now, didn't actually cross my mind to link my Twitch to my FFXIAH account.
I dont feel like the stocking industry is taking me serious!
I bought these really nice HQ stockings with patterns, but....apparently my legs are too long or I need to get fatter.
I have to buy a large for my height, but i'd need an extra small for my weight.
Could have just bought simple black ones cause you dont see the bloody patterns anyways ><
So last night I dreamt I was throwing a special bday party, like it was a super huge event. There were people from my university, from my highschool, even from my elementary school! There was actually even Obama doing the opening ceremony!
Anyway it was in this gigantic building with an almost infinite amount of stairs that led from the basement, through various areas, all the way to an outer staircase that led to some sort of tibetan temple...
So there was a huge prize for a game and the game was to walk all the way from the ground floor to the top, and I don't know what the prize was, but it was so huge that there were hundreds of participants.
There were so many people that some of the staff didn't even know who I was and when I went inside to check on the food they were like "why are you here?" and it turns out they thought it was a celebration party for Trump's election(???)
So, the game starts and everyone starts going up these infinite stairs, I wanted to join the fun so I did the same even though I was the one who put up the prize(which I don't know what it was).
Well, as I started running towards the entrance I looked up for a second and there was something weird in the sky. There were semi-transparent mandalas that were starting to appear all over. I tried to tell people but they were too focused on the race and didn't mind me. A few minutes later however the moond started turning black and this huge red thing appeared near it(like a star or some other burning object). It was drawing closer and closer to the moon and as it did it became brighter and brighter..eventually everyone noticed the sky was completely lit up but it was too late the thing crashed into the moon, it exploded and a flare hit the planet wiping it with all of us from existence.
Obviously that's when I woke up...
...but the weird thing is that my mom greets me in the morning telling me she bought new biscuits. So I go grab them and guess what is advertised on the box? A book about mandalas.
I know I've said it before, but my powers are slowly increasing...
While I was younger, and less mature, I had some relationships with women that I learned later that was mainly lust in nature. However, being a kid/young adult at the time, I thought that it was actual love towards these women. Long-story short, they all ended up being one-sided. Every. Single. One. Of. Them. The last few times I "fell in love," ended up being a very bad awakening and heartbreak for me. So bad that I never wanted to feel neither love/lust nor heartbreak again.
This was 18 years ago....roughly.
So, the past 18 years I have been training myself into killing my emotions. And while I feel that I was successful through that endeavor, I have dabbled in trying to emulate love recently, ending up with another very bad breakup with my ex-fiance and falling out with another woman shortly thereafter. So, I went back to my emotionless ways.
Now, at those times I thought I was truly in love with these women, however that changed last night....
Going by the above, what I thought I felt previously was actual love towards these women. However, I had a dream last night that shattered that completely, and I do believe I finally got a taste at what actual, true love, the emotion, really is.
My dream last night started like normal, for the first few seconds of it. However, I met this woman, long black hair, fair skin, as tall as I am (I'm 6'10), and not-too-thin-but-not-heavyset-at-all, just the perfect figure. But what really attracted me to her was her personality: strong, but compassionate. Needless to say, I felt the usual "What I think is love" emotion. However, unlike previous times, I actually received compassion back, which never really happened to me before. So, throughout the dream the usual things you see on TV goes on: long-walks in the park, romantic dates, so-on/so-forth. I was really feeling something there, and I was a little confused now that I think about it.
However, this is a dream, so of course it's got to play out as such. We had a fight over something, I really don't remember what it was, so we parted ways for a few minutes. Then it's like she was kidnapped and then I really felt like I lost something major, something serious, something I have never, honestly felt before. As I was looking around, trying to find her, I pretty much fell into a huge, black pit, and then woke up.
What was really weird was that I woke up with tears streaming down my face. Throughout all of my breakups and fallouts, I have never cried before, but these emotions were so strong, so real, and so hard that I couldn't help but to be confused about this.
Did I really fall in love for the first time in my life, but fall in love with something that will never exist, or are my emotions finally gone to the breaking point and just flooding my subconscious like a river dam that just broke and water just rushing out like crazy?
I really don't feel like taking ***for all this, so I would appreciate it if I don't receive any from the usual suspects. I generally wouldn't post this, but I really feel like talking to somebody today about it, and I am practically alone until this weekend, nobody to see at all.
I think you and like most other people in the world have no idea what love is aside of that exagerated version we know from TV. That kind of love just doesnt exist, stop trying to chase it, you'll never find it.
My opinion, I'll add most people think I have a weird cold/relationship
I actually received compassion back, which never really happened to me before.
This sort of seems like the crux of the thing to me, though I'm hardly a professional...well, anything, really, on the subject.
***in dreams can certainly hurt. I've had similar dreams, actually, relating to various subjects, though details aren't something I'm really up for discussing at the moment. But they can't certainly have an impact.
I mean, hell. I had one where I legit woke up very much questioning my own sanity.
Speaking to your actual situation...it's rough, man. I know how lucky I am to have my wife. I have a very good friend (brother, really; that is, a fraternity brother and a very close friend) in a situation similar to yours and I find that he actually distance himself from my wife and I even though we're all really good friends with a long history, because you can tell at this point in his life (he's 6 years older than we are) it's really tough for him to be around people when he's still pretty solidly in the bachelor zone despite his best efforts. Even though we're friends and we're here for him if he needs us, we're just not the friends/relationship he needs right now.
I guess the only thing I can offer is that while you can get burned, you also can only get as much out of a relationship as you put in and that's the risk in relationships, be they platonic or romantic. You don't get hurt if you avoid close relationships, but you also don't get the benefits either. It can very much be a high risk, high reward scenario.
I do think that's something you can be prone to if you try to kill off your emotions, the term 'bottling up' does come to mind in that when you do get into an extreme emotional situation it all just explodes out in one go.
While not quite in the extremes of your situation, I tend not to get emotional too much, I dunno, I blame my Aspergers or something but the only times I tend to get emotional is when I'm watching a football (soccer) match because I just get caught up in the whole event.
The last time I got caught in my emotions though was over my grandmother, her health had been declining and was in hospital, in what ended up being her death bed, throughout the whole time I went through life pretty normally, despite the fact before her health declined I'd basically gotten into a routine of having dinner with her after work and for anyone who knows someone with Aspergers Syndrome, routines are pretty important.
So we have the funeral and I was even asked to read her favourite poem, nothing, still no emotions but when the curtains closed on the casket as it was to go in the incinerator I just started crying uncontrollably, it just started, I tried to fight it but I couldn't which was really hard for me as I don't like to feel so vulnerable.
On another note, 6'10" seriously? You've got over a foot on me.
I have very bad experience with that, in the end I felt even more miserable. It didnt bring answers at all aside of the things I already knew.
When you are in a relationship or have intrest in an individual, have you ever been open about how you feel about said person or about how you feel having feelings?
Cause.....ugh long story actually and dont like talking about all the meaningless ***in the past since it doesnt change anything, I can relate to what you're going through though.
Killing off emotions is something you cant unlearn just like that. If you've done that for 18 years i'd say its become a part of you.
Maybe it was more the shock of allowing these emotions in your dream then the actual love that makes you feel so shaken right now.
I know people around here might find it difficult to believe, but the situation you've described is very similar to my own.
I can do angry. Angry comes really easy.
The rest? Not so much.
I used to take a lot of flack on the holidays for not being happy with my gifts and stuff like that because I don't outwardly show a lot of excitement. I have a very difficult time with joy/gratitude/etc. It just sort of overwhelms me and I shut off. Same thing with grief, though I've luckily had minimal exposure to that. My grandmother's passing was preceded by several years of decline so I was able to prepare for it, mostly.
This is a thread that I found on another website I post at. It can be really really interesting. I thought it deserved a place here.
Post your random thoughts for the day here, or anything else that intrigues you.
For starters, is it possible to give constructive critism to someone who doesn't have a neck? I totally just walked by a girl who didn't. Someone isn't getting a necklace for Valentines day!
And who decided black and white can't be colors? I want to say a racist. I really do.