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It’s because I’m unlovable. Yesterday I reached out when there was a song on the radio that I liked to dance and hug or kiss or whatever. Instead of being able to pull close and to hug, there was punching in my tummy instead a few times and when I tried to take a hold of that wrist it was just met with more punching. It felt so deeply sad and lonely so quickly. I think there might have been an attempt at redemption but I suppose the point had already been made. And so I just sat down saying it’s ok. It’s fine. I get you don’t feel the need or desire to show me affection. No matter how much I plead.

Grandma Alyce loved me. I knew she did. Somehow all of us grandkids just knew we were her favorite. I loved her tremendously. I hope that in my lifetime I can make someone else feel so deeply loved as she made me feel. I don’t know if I’ll ever succeed this one. So far I feel fairly certain I have I my been met with my own failure. It is my hope that my mom knows how deeply I love her but my actions haven’t always reflected that. I’ve made some pretty hefty choices that created a great deal of damage to our relationship, maybe even some things that are unforgivable.

#the loneliest day of my life #goin solo #I was all by myself #just keep swimming #Spotify

did-you-know

Playing board games can make you a nicer person.

Because they provide a state of controlled conflict, board games can improve your relationship skills by requiring that you practice taking turns, following rules, being fair, and winning or losing gracefully.

#this must be why I’m so cool 😎#😂😆😂

did-you-know

Fighting with your partner when you are both sleep deprived can seriously damage your health.

#real or ai?#duh #psychology #relationships

the current state of things

04/21/2026 3:00a

So I just got home from dropping Ivy off at work and noticed a HUGE puddle of urine outside Robert’s door. When Ivy comes in I mention this to her so she can avoid the mess as I prepare to clean it up.

She says to me, “Oh man, Robert’s going to be pissed.”

To which I reply, “Like you think it’s just going to stay there until he gets up in the morning and steps in it?”

Her response to me was, “Jake would.”

I answer back, “I’m not Jake. You would.”

She then says good night. Thank you. And I love you and heads up to bed. This only demonstrates her frame of mind that SHE was going to leave it there for him to step in.

I can’t wrap my head around where her head is at. She told me William can’t co-sign for their apartment. I tried suggesting again that she buy a more affordable car, say around $3,500 so there is no car payment or full coverage insurance issue. She again says she doesn’t “trust” it and she will still need a loan. She didn’t seem to want to hear me say that that if she saves her $1200 and keeps stacking it up while she has no car payment or car insurance right now, she’ll have enough money for a car in the meantime as long as she stops blowing all her money like it’s on fire like she has been. She said the savings she has is for the apartment and she needs two co-signers. She seemed confident that G&G will do so for an auto loan and I suggested she asked them to co-sign on the apartment. I said if she gets the right car it shouldn’t be an issue. As long as she doesn’t go and do some dumb shit like she did when she bought her other cars rather than listening to her family, ie me, granny, Jake, Robert, etc. I said something to the effect that if I tell her to buy the red car she buys the blue car, always running the exact opposite direction I tell her she should go. That’s her nature so who could help her that she’ll listen to?

And she had no answer.

#oppositional defiant disorder #pathological need to defy me #making life so much harder for yourself #ginger turmeric tea when you’re under the weather

tastefullyoffensive

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#facts of life #traumascarring

As I’m driving home from dropping Ivy off at work, I saw someone litter out their driver side window. My overwhelming urge was to speed up and throw my ashtray and contents onto their windshield. You’re so gross.

#music #just keep swimming #don’t text and drive #Spotify

To Whom It May Concern:

I woke up from a nightmare, drenched in sweat, and rushed to the bathroom. Feeling anxious and afraid as a result of the bad dream, I decided to go down, naked, to snuggle in next to you. I found you in the basement after having let the dogs out and back in wearing only a very short kimono style sweater thinking that may also ignite some sexy stuff. But alas, I was mistaken.

The look on your face was strange and difficult to describe. Something between surprise and guilt or embarrassment maybe. I don’t know. I climbed under the covers and put my bare ass against you honestly in hopes I might feel some stirring coming back against me. Wrong again. I explain that I had a bad dream as I expose my bare breast and tell you it surely must be better in person than in a photo. A swing and a miss!!

Rejection: 3

Me: 0

As I lay there thinking maybe you just need a lil more time I’m beginning to feel a bit embarrassed and rejected. I sit up so I can look at your face and so Chomp can lay down for snuggles. You’re snuggly and loving and adoring, tucking him in and pulling him in close. So I ask if you want me to go away and your response is that it is bedtime.

I’m the DUFw. The “w” is silent.