My partner watches a lot of instructional videos. And frankly, a lot of restoration videos. Car and tool restoration. PC restoration.
It follows since he’s generally someone who fixes damaged items instead of throwing them away.
When I’m feeling cheeky, I like to joke that that’s what he did with me. » Read more
Last week, I started formally working out again.
It’s been long enough that I don’t remember when exactly it was that I stopped.
That doesn’t mean I haven’t gotten any exercise. I have. I’ve always been a walker. It’s one of my favorite activities, exploring the neighborhood, seeing what’s going on. » Read more
I never would have noticed on my own, but I hold my breath a lot. The only reason I know this is because my partner has been pointing out to me when I hold my breath.
He’ll typically do this by saying something like “breathe” or “stop holding your breath.”
And apparently it’s a lot. » Read more
We are what we pretend to be, so we must be careful about what we pretend to be.
Action seems to follow feeling, but really action and feeling go together; and by regulating the action, which is under the more direct control of the will, we can indirectly regulate the feeling, » Read more
They check your phone whenever you leave it lying around.
“Who’s this?” they want to know. “And why did they text you a smiley in the middle of the night?”
They bristle when the waitstaff smiles at you. “Don’t think I didn’t see that!”
“See what? They were just being friendly.” » Read more
The trouble with lacking healthy boundaries is that you can get away without having them for a long time. And when I say a long time, I mean a REALLY long time. We’re talking decades.
If you’re a doormat or a people pleaser, you didn’t become one overnight. You grew into this from your social environment, » Read more
Photo by Golly GForce / CCBY
I’ve heard my whole life that relationships are work. First, I rebelled against this and believed that storybook romances exist whereby all you need for things to go well is enough love (or at the very least lust). When that bit me in the ass, » Read more