#my personal issues

[heretherebedork]

Ugh. Fine.

Well, sadly, that ruined a lot of my enjoyment of the show tbh. And I am very sad about it.

Having Souta make a confession on false information and then just... shrink and feel awful but also to force this into a confession that does put all the blame on him for not instantly realizing his feelings and none on Mahiro for, you know, repeatedly rejecting him... my entire heart.

Sigh.

Ironically, I'm sure everyone is going to love this but me.

But for me? It doesn't work. IBy basically just making this a story about Souta misunderstanding something and failing and confessing and put it entirely on him for struggling with his feelings and going after Mahiro after getting thoroughly rejected by him... I get it but I don't like it.

I really did want this to come back to Mahiro stepping up and talking to Souta... but it didn't and I get it but I still don't love it.

I was so invested but the comedy came back right at the moment I didn't want it to... of course. That is always how it goes, isn't it?

Also explains all the happy screenshots I saw last night.

Eh.

I accept my fate it to almost always be emotionally disappointed by endings because it goes differently in my head and I can't stop my imagination.

At least they're cute. It's lucky that Mahiro hadn't actually had anyone to go to besides Souta, I guess, and never had to contemplate how quickly he dismissed his feelings.

In fact, oh look, it's going to be more of just Souta being wrong about things isn't it? Alas. This guy definitely deserves a break from being 'to blame' for every issue they had.

Ah, okay, so we did at least subvert the idea of being not accepting them and then made all the jealousy pointless and just made Souta more wrong to be worried and jealous.

Again.

I know people are going to love this. I get it.

But for me? I wanted Mahiro to have to be the one to pull Souta back after rejecting him again and again.

[blue-umbreon-art]

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[20forthlin-road]

I am tired of dudes mansplaining classic rock to me

It’s like... boy please... if you only knew

[pennswoodsman]

dermatillomaniac and other oddities that I wish I simply didn’t have

Dermatillomania: It’s considered to be a mental disorder which I totally have. I’ve had it from as long as I can remember. I am only now learning the term for it. It’s the compulsive picking at scabs, never letting them heal. I have had a scab on my left ear for almost 3 years that I keep re-opening. I almost let it totally heal last week but keeping a band aid over it for almost a week solid (the kind that doesn’t come off in the shower).  I took it off, but found myself picking it open once again while driving back from Philadelphia Sunday evening. There are still subtle little bald spots on my scalp where I was picking at open wounds during the summer of 2017 when Dawn was destroying our family and the urge to pick was too strong. I had to wear a hat essentially at all waking hours to prevent me from picking it. The wounds healed, but the bald spots are still there. I hate that I feel relief from it. It’s gross not to mention dangerous as it really increases my risk of infection.

Talk to myself. I’m fairly certain my inner dialog isn’t any different than anyone else’s, but I basically can’t help but state them out loud, unless I’m making a conscious effort not do so. It’s embarrassing when people are always like “what did you just say?” thinking I was talking to them. Or when I just got odd looks from people for just talking to myself. 

Obsession with being in a relationship. I can’t help it. I love the feeling of intimacy. I love the bond that I can have with a woman who wants me back. When I don’t have it, I feel the need to keep looking until I do find it. Which usually results in disappointment. Once I find it, I feel a sense of relief. I have physical needs that are only fully met when I have a woman to be sexual with where we are also connected on a mental and spiritual level. It’s more of a handicap. Rebecca really helped me with my loneliness as a FWB but it just wasn’t the same as having a partner. I get anxiety when I have no one...but just as much when I have a strong “prospect” like Sasha, but I’m still not sure she’s going to be on the same level as I am when it comes to sexuality. I, of course, have not spoken to her about this, as my even asking to make out in my truck got a negative reaction. But, we talked on Sunday about a romantic date in Philly. Going to the art museum, taking her to a vegetarian restaurant and showing her around Bella Vista, hand in hand. She loved that idea, and so do I. My obsession feels more like I have so much love to give and I just want to find a woman that I can dote it all on. I learned after my divorce that I sincerely love to be romantic. A mistake I made with Dawn that I will never repeat. I want my woman to know how much I treasure her via the small gestures. I want Sasha to be that woman. She also has low self esteem and just wants a loyal man to show her the love she deserves. Here’s to hoping I get the job!

[mj-irl]

I find it difficult to put headphones on and function in public. Am I the only one?

I'd seriously love to wear them. I think they could hemp with somethings. but when I've tried in the past it has not gone well. Two thing happen

1. I get anxious because I can't hear what people are doing around me and I go into hyper alert mode.

Or

2. I get too cacooned and when I finally do need to interact with someone it's like I've got to drag myself back to reality. (That can happen at times without headphones or anything but headphones totally do it to me)

[riley-memorylane]

First art I ever showed my mom, who laughed at me. Said I couldn't do art. Really blew a hole through me, but also made me more determined to improve myself. Now she supports me since I'm better, but I don't think I'll forget how she didn't believe in me before. Date - 2016

[blue-umbreon-art]

hmm

[blue-umbreon-art]

so...

is it normal to lose your shoes when you get hurt enough???

ive only seen this in one other level i believe