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Natasha: Steve, calm down.
Steve: What is this?! What is this boy doing with his lips?!
Natasha: You know what this is. The boy is giving our daughter Sarah a good night kiss after their date. … Steve, what…Steve, put down your shield! Steeeeve!!!!
I need some advice
Recently I was scrolling through my blog and my boyfriend saw that I do NSFW asks. He’s known since the beginning that I’ve written smut and that I’ve written a lot of it. Sometimes it’s loosely based on something in my life, but it is always a character x reader piece and never about me specifically by name. I have never answered a personal question relating to how big my boobs are or how big my ass is. I only answer questions that I would tell a friend or a perfect stranger.
He got frustrated and mad that I would even consider answering those questions or continue to possibly write smut or even read it.
I offered to take the posts down and no longer those asks or write smut for any fandom. He started getting passive agreesive saying “I’ll learn to live with it,” and “I see no reason for it in your life.” He basically said at one point that he doesn’t understand why I would “hide all this because clearly you’re ashamed.” Ive never stopped him from looking over my shoulder at things and I’ve sent him screen shots of funny things I find all the time.
I guess what I’m wondering is if that’s a little out of line or controlling of him. I get where he’s coming from, but I dont get why he’s being passive agreessive and trying to act like he’s not being a little controlling.
Is he actually out of line to sort of make these demands while acting like it’s not a demand?
Wednesday, September 28, 2016
I wish I knew what was going on with Phil. He still won’t talk to me about it. He forgot about crazy hair day. He always goes all out for crazy hair day. And barely even wore neon for 80′s day. 80′s day is his favorite.
He swears he’s better but I’m not sure. I’m honestly so worried about him. And he won’t talk to me so I have no idea how to help him. Maybe the dance will make it better.
What to do when your partner tries to control you? 😣 #moderndaypsychology #girlproblems #guyproblems #psychologyfacts #toxicpartner #control
So if there’s a chance, does that make me a pick me girl? Because he was with me before her..
If your partner gets jealous of you having a crush on a fictional character please dump them. They are not worth getting rid of something that may have kept you sane for years. If you are the one getting jealous however please get a grip seriously, your partner may have a fictional crush but they still chose you out of all the living human beings on this planet, I’d consider that being pretty damn special.
Not sure what to do.
My BF and I have been on and off for the last 3 years. He has never wanted kids, and that’s been fine. But we broke up in September or October, and I didn’t take it very well. So I went out and got drunk AF. And I met someone I used to date in High School.
And now I am 8 months pregnant, and my BF got himself a new GF. They broke up in January. And early March he told me he missed me, and wanted me back. He would do anything to get me back.
Stupid me, after he tried for weeks to get me back, I said yes. So we are dating again. But not after telling him I was pregnant. And he freaked. He didn’t want that responsibility. And I understand that, it’s not his. But a week later he was back. He still wanted me, kid or no. Well, I didn’t say yes until that, but, now, not sure what to do.
What if he leaves again when the child comes?
What if he doesn’t connect with the baby?
What if he does and I don’t want him?
What put me in this place...
Dec. 31 2018
How I Came To This Point
By Sarah J512s
In thinking about how I came to be where I am, all situations point to one common denominator. J289n fucking Campbell. Or K28e Campbell. Or Soup. Whatever he decides to call himself the outcome will always be the same. Heartache, pain, depression, loss of autonomy and a crazy mind. How I let this tiny morsel of a human being affect me the way I have is merely chemistry. Fake chemistry on one half of the equation but chemistry for me. It was instant. He held my attention. He was attentive. He anticipated my needs unlike anyone ever has. Turns out it was all part of his game. He came across as brutally honest, faithful and simply misunderstood. He had me so convinced that I ended up ostracizing my entire family and support system for him. I was finally doing well. My husband had committed suicide October 27 2017. I met J289n the first week of August. By that time I had adjusted to living alone and taking care of myself. I saw my kids, mom, sister, mother in law and friends on a regular basis. I was active in my parish and taught a class about the bible timeline. I was even working for the first time in years and really enjoyed my job. Then here comes trouble. Trouble apparently is incredibly attractive. Trouble is 6'3" , brown hair, blue eyes you can get lost in, and with a shit ton of mental instabilities he is able to disguise as whatever he wants you to believe. It also doesn't hurt that he is very talented in certain areas if you know what I mean. I was hooked from the start. We were supposed ti be friends with benefits. We weren't supposed to catch feelings. I did. It was obvious. He had me right where he wanted me and I followed him blindly. I was being led straight into the lions den and didn't know it. Ok, maybe I did have reservations. He was always a little TOO good. In the beginning if he did something I didn't like he was very good about saying something I wanted or needed to hear in order to distract me from his bad behavior. In fact, the night he told me he was falling in love with me I was mad about something and told him we needed to talk. He could tell it was something serious and that I was possibly breaking it off with him. I still had self respect at that point. Before I could get a word in he blurted out that he was falling in love with me. He stated that he was intimidated by me and often didn't know hiw to react or what to say. At that moment he signed his own insurance policy and he fucking knew it. He knew exactly what I needed to hear and wanted to hear. I let my issue go and acted like it didn't matter much. FIRST BIG MISTAKE. I showed my hand. I basically taught him exactly how ti handle me to where he would get what he wanted from me and I would be blinded by love. That is exactly what happened until now.
Emotions have built up. Anger and resentment have built up to the point where I am no longer blind but plain stupid. I know what he's doing. I know in the deepest part of me that he isn't simply a drug addict. He is so much more. He is a liar, manipulator, thief, cheater and abuser. He is disrespectful, angry, hurt and a mentally unstable person. One of his manipulative tools is to make you feel these things about yourself. When I met J289n I was confident and sexy. I had just entered into the dating pool when I caught him. I should have thrown him back in. Now I am a shell of the person I used to be. I have completely lost my autonomy and no longer feel like any resemblance of myself. I have always kept an extremely clean house, cooked, did laundry, took care of myself and made myself look nice every day. As of right now I have pretty much been in bed for 2 months. I shower when the thought isn't overwhelming and as for my dwelling, I take no pride in it anymore. I don't do anything I used to. I don't cook, go to mass, see friends or family and my mind is constantly on J289n. My brain says where is J289n? What is he doing? Who is he with? Why is he ghosting me? Is he coming back?...
These thoughts keep me up at night. All of these things don't even come close to explaining the high level of anxiety and depression that goes along with the drugs selling of drugs. It's normal for him to leave and be gone over 24 hours. During that time he doesn't call or text. He turns his phon off so he can enjoy whatever he is doing and he doesn't give a shit what his disappearing does to me or anyone else. Here is an example..
Christmas eve he was gone all day "taking care of business". He called me about 5 saying his mom had invited us over. I was hesitant because of an incident I will explain later. But he is my man so i told him I would be ready in 30 minutes. He told me his daughter Pa123ey was there and I knew it had been awhile since he had seen her. So he comes home and holes up in the bathroom getting high, watching porn or both. Then upon entering the bedroom makes it clear he has no intentions of changing anything.
This man has ghosted me 5 times in 6 months. I didn't even know what ghosting was and certainly never had a man do that to me. Until J289n men ate out of the palm of my hand. Now no man would eat out of this hand. It's dirty lol. I don't hardly shower anymore. My life is devoid of meaning or significance. J289n did this to me. He will get what's coming to him. Karma is a mother fucking bitch.
