started watching the 100 and am having Feelings?
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started watching the 100 and am having Feelings?
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currently working on my book “how to show compassion via text when you are actually really bitter and angry at someone”
when you tell the person you’ve been seeing about something that happened the day before, and how you were like overcome with emotion and crying on your way home.
and then they get quiet, and say, “sorry you had a rough day yesterday. why didn’t you tell me?”
and you’re like “well, i didn’t tell you because i know you don’t like it when other people have feelings.” (because, they are one of those Queers that is the only one that is allowed to have feelings.)
and they’re like “it’s not that i don’t like it when other people have feelings. it’s that i don’t know what to do with other people when they have feelings because i’m so bad at dealing with my feelings. so i’m just like ‘oh, you’re having feelings.’”
but like, even though they’re bad at expressing their feelings, at least they’re allowed to do it, right?
like, for them, it gets to be an accomplishment when they express their feelings.
i just get to pretend everything is okay all the time and tell them that they’re great and validate them and give them all of the emotional support, and pretend that i never need it.
so like, that’s frustrating sometimes even though i know it shouldn’t.
#this year may we all find something we love as much as leslie loves waffles
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Had some strange NyQuil dreams last night Mainly, I had a dream about someone I used to be close with/in love with/am now not friends with. The dream felt like hours, like half a lifetime. The two of us had somehow run into each other and for some reason we were sort of stuck hanging out with each other. After a few awkward exchanges, we were back in the flow of our old friendship, except it was evident that we were both older and more mature and knew how to go about interacting with each other in a more healthy way. All of the awkwardness of our old sexual tension was much freer and the physicality of our friendship seemed natural in this super relieving way--I remember feeling like "finally, this is the way we were supposed to be friends with each other, not all of the dark and twisty things of the past." I kept half-waking up from the dream and remembering, "wait, this is not real, this person will never know about this, we are still estranged, it is too painful to keep going in this dream because I know it isn't real" but I kept slipping back into the dream. It was so exciting and happy and also calming and relieving. The two of us just kept talking to each other and it was like we were reforming and reliving in a much happier, healthier, way the friendship we played out in the past. I felt very much like I was reunited with something and feeling like I was a whole human for the first time. When I kept waking up and falling back asleep, I remember thinking to myself that I should tell the person about the dream and about how incredibly happy we were. This morning while I walked my dog, I could do nothing but think about the dream even though it felt like it had been long over, and I wondered whether I should tell the person about it...probably not, because there is too much space between us now and I'm not sure how to navigate that space, but not telling makes me feel like it is this weird secret I am now holding onto.
“One of the guys who comes in from progressly has been talking to some of the wrestling guys and some of us guys at [our coffeeshop] that they were thinking of helping us get jobs with them! Then the other day [woman coworker] happened to ask him if progressly would ever consider hiring some of the baristas to work for them and he looked at me and I could tell he didn’t want me to say anything, and he told her that they ‘weren’t sure about giving jobs to baristas, but they would consider creating an internship for her or something.’ But, isn’t that awesome of them, they would create an internship just for her! They’re so nice!” -- an interaction with another barista at work. So, they would give any of the wrestling bros a job, but not a woman? But they might create an internship for her, even though she is like in her twenties and they are all 19? oh good.