I Wish I Were One of Those People With Neat Handwriting
I was a strange little goblin growing up, and the adults were pessimistic about me from early on.
I was a strange little goblin growing up, and the adults were pessimistic about me from early on.
I’m grateful for all the past heartbreaks that taught me to appreciate this. And all my partner’s heartbreaks that taught them to appreciate me.
Isolation made me forget who I was, and it made me think people hate me.
“This is the way you’ll jump to the front of the line,” he said. And he spelled out a list of wants and needs — and wants disguised as needs.
My favorite thing about sharing is that when everyone takes turns doing it, life is truly wonderful.
Most of what I find when I do the active online dating thing is transactional behavior and really boring conversations.
I’ve been holding on to something for a long time. A very long time.
I’m super happy these days. And a big part of that is who I don’t have around me.
We must check in on these other emotions that are quieter and more easily forgotten. It’s very much like creating space for a quiet friend to participate in a conversation when they’re trying to talk but no one is listening to them.
“It’s wild,” I say. “They love commitment, that’s the funny thing. But only when it means other people are beholden to them. It’s like they want a contract but one that’s only binding on your side.”