Tuesday, July 24, 2012
I love Corinne Dekker
Yeah you heard me. I love Corinne Dekker. And not in that weird lesbian way. I'm talking that she's practically my twin way. She posts these amazing (and a lot of the time hysterical) videos online that I just love. I literally almost peed my pants once. It took a lot of clenching power to get it to NOT come out. But seriously... check her out. I've even put one of the videos below. The woman is just absolutely hilarious and probably as real as they come. You don't find them like this normally. So check it. Tell me what you think. And follow her on twitter @CorinneDekker
Monday, July 16, 2012
Sexual Bases
A friend of mine asked me to describe the bases of sex. Well... we all know I am ALL for this, so here it is.
Quick, simple, and to the point.
1st - Kissing. Hopefully with a bit of tongue, nibbling, sucking (on the mouth - get your mind out of the gutter... for a second), etc. A good make-out session could suffice as long as his mouth stays above the shoulders.
2nd - Kissing and touching of the breasts or other erogenous areas of your body. The breasts can be done outside or inside the shirt, but other areas must be fully clothed for this to count as second base and not sliding into third!
3rd - Stroking, rubbing, or oral stimulation of the lady bits (or man parts). Your kissing has definitely escalated past the head... all I'm saying.
4th (HOME RUN) - Do I really need to say it? As Jim Carrey would say, "You stuffed her like a Thanksgiving turkey!". Full on penetration. Sexual Intercourse. Doing the nasty. Banging. Whatever you want to call it... it's done. You are officially a score on the board! Hence the term "you scored!"
Hope that helps. I'm here for your every need. (No touching though. I don't touch strangers. HAHA).
K.
Quick, simple, and to the point.
1st - Kissing. Hopefully with a bit of tongue, nibbling, sucking (on the mouth - get your mind out of the gutter... for a second), etc. A good make-out session could suffice as long as his mouth stays above the shoulders.
2nd - Kissing and touching of the breasts or other erogenous areas of your body. The breasts can be done outside or inside the shirt, but other areas must be fully clothed for this to count as second base and not sliding into third!
3rd - Stroking, rubbing, or oral stimulation of the lady bits (or man parts). Your kissing has definitely escalated past the head... all I'm saying.
4th (HOME RUN) - Do I really need to say it? As Jim Carrey would say, "You stuffed her like a Thanksgiving turkey!". Full on penetration. Sexual Intercourse. Doing the nasty. Banging. Whatever you want to call it... it's done. You are officially a score on the board! Hence the term "you scored!"
Hope that helps. I'm here for your every need. (No touching though. I don't touch strangers. HAHA).
K.
"Dirty Talk He'll Love"
So we all know that I read Cosmo like it's a freakin' bible. If you didn't know that... well then you should scroll back to some of my other beautiful things I've written. They are amazing (toot toot! on my horn). So this one is all about Cosmo's recent article online about "Dirty Talk He'll Love". So I thought I'd comment. What better way to kill time, right?
So here it is... 10 oh so magical things that will make him all the more horny and want to rip your clothes off (or so Cosmo says).
1. "What do you want me to do?"
I'm not against this one. This is actually quite true. Cosmo says "Asking him what he needs from you proves you're open to changing things up." True... but it also shows him that you WANT to please him. Not that you couldn't, but it makes him feel like the one in charge when really, because you have a vagina, he is at your every whim.
2. "You're an amazing kisser."
Again... I approve. I would not necessarily say that exactly, but something along the same lines. This encourages men along because men, as much as they don't like to admit it, need our approval and encouragement in the sack. If they think they are sucking then it will end up sucking. And none of us want that.
3. "Your arms are so sexy."
Cosmo states that "unlike women, guys don't often receive physical compliments, so telling him what you love about his bod is a powerful ego boost - and aphrodisiac." Aside from complimenting them in general... everyone should know (whether you want to or not) that I have this weird obsession with arms. Arms and necks. If you have sexy arms and the perfect neck... we can do the nasty. Seriously... arms are so damn sexy at times. Especially when you can feel the ripple of the muscle. Jesus... OK moving on before I work myself up over here. But yes... thumbs up Cosmo! Good pointer!
4. "I want you."
Now... if you are already mid-foreplay and numerous pieces of your clothing have been thrown across the room, then this is probably a given. Sometimes they want to hear it anyway, so give in. It takes a whole 2 seconds of your time to say it. I recently had a male friend inform me that you know a girl is ready to get down to business when she reaches for the zipper of the male's jeans. That means she is ready for step 2.... or 10... fourth base? What is that? Anyway... it's go time basically.
5. "Put your mouth on my breasts."
I find this a bit odd. I would never say that. I would look at someone funny if they ever said something of that nature to me. Well... if someone came to me and said "Put your mouth on my breasts" I'd have to turn them down anyway. I like men way too much to dip my fingers in the other sides candy dish. No thanks. Either way, commands are nice "touch me", "put your hands on me", etc. But breasts is not a word I'm thinking of as I'm inching my way towards home.
6. "I love the way you fill me up."
Negative. Never gonna happen. Are you kidding? A "You feel so good." might escape my mouth. But "I love the way you fill me up." Not gonna happen. Don't hold your breath. It seems so... porn star-ish. Right? Is it just me? Hopefully he does fill you up... not in an overfull way cuz let's be honest... there is such thing as too big... but in a just right, you want to scream from the friction, sort of way. That we are all for. Fill up... but let's not talk about it.
7. "Oh God."
Oh YES! This one is definitely in my vocabulary during sexy time. Who else to praise for such delicious feelings than God. He did create us after all. He did make it so we are capable of having that feeling when every nerve in your body fires, your stomach muscles clench, your lungs shut down, your toes curl, hands turn into fists full of bedding, skin, etc, and your eyes roll back in your head. What else to yell than "OH GOD!" This gets the Kristin stamp of approval! You could also insert a "F---". That works too.
8. "It feel incredible when you press your penis against me."
This may be true. It may feel incredible when he does this. But that is a long ass sentence to get out when you are in the throws of passion. I'm not even sure my mind would be able to form a full on coherent sentence when it came down to that point in the game. So again, this won't be leaving my mouth anytime... ever. Just yell "Oh God." instead... he'll get the point.
9. "F--- me harder."
Don't lie... you have ALL used this one. You are so unbelievably close to that orgasm and you just want it to get there so you tell him "harder". Maybe not everyone uses the F bomb (I do because it's my favorite word.), but harder, more, faster, Oh God harder (LOL), would work. Anything for a bit more friction to push you over that very high edge.
10. "I love having sex with you."
Cosmo says, "By confirming how incredible intercourse was when you're lying side-by-side afterwards, you reinforce your awesome chemistry and your satisfaction. And because his levels of the bonding hormone oxytocin peak post-sex, he's craving a feeling of closeness and connection." So ladies... this means work that time... just don't be overly clingy emotional. Not all guys like cuddle time after sex. Some just want to collapse into sleep, some eat, some just don't want to be touched, and others want to hold you and stroke your back. Follow his lead. You push the wrong way and I guarantee the "bonding" will come to a screeching halt. I would never say "I love having sex with you", but I may say "That was incredible." or "Damn...", or maybe even "We have GOT to do that again." HAHA. Either way... stroke his male ego the way you probably just stroked his... and tell him how it was. Unless it was bad. Probably not the best idea to say "That was horrible" unless you want a swift kick out the door... probably not quite yet fully clothed.
And that's it. Some are OH so correct and others, not so freaking much. Another little tidbit of information from yours truly. Enjoy! More to come.
K.
Check out Cosmo's original article here!
So here it is... 10 oh so magical things that will make him all the more horny and want to rip your clothes off (or so Cosmo says).
1. "What do you want me to do?"
I'm not against this one. This is actually quite true. Cosmo says "Asking him what he needs from you proves you're open to changing things up." True... but it also shows him that you WANT to please him. Not that you couldn't, but it makes him feel like the one in charge when really, because you have a vagina, he is at your every whim.
2. "You're an amazing kisser."
Again... I approve. I would not necessarily say that exactly, but something along the same lines. This encourages men along because men, as much as they don't like to admit it, need our approval and encouragement in the sack. If they think they are sucking then it will end up sucking. And none of us want that.
3. "Your arms are so sexy."
Cosmo states that "unlike women, guys don't often receive physical compliments, so telling him what you love about his bod is a powerful ego boost - and aphrodisiac." Aside from complimenting them in general... everyone should know (whether you want to or not) that I have this weird obsession with arms. Arms and necks. If you have sexy arms and the perfect neck... we can do the nasty. Seriously... arms are so damn sexy at times. Especially when you can feel the ripple of the muscle. Jesus... OK moving on before I work myself up over here. But yes... thumbs up Cosmo! Good pointer!
4. "I want you."
Now... if you are already mid-foreplay and numerous pieces of your clothing have been thrown across the room, then this is probably a given. Sometimes they want to hear it anyway, so give in. It takes a whole 2 seconds of your time to say it. I recently had a male friend inform me that you know a girl is ready to get down to business when she reaches for the zipper of the male's jeans. That means she is ready for step 2.... or 10... fourth base? What is that? Anyway... it's go time basically.
5. "Put your mouth on my breasts."
I find this a bit odd. I would never say that. I would look at someone funny if they ever said something of that nature to me. Well... if someone came to me and said "Put your mouth on my breasts" I'd have to turn them down anyway. I like men way too much to dip my fingers in the other sides candy dish. No thanks. Either way, commands are nice "touch me", "put your hands on me", etc. But breasts is not a word I'm thinking of as I'm inching my way towards home.
6. "I love the way you fill me up."
Negative. Never gonna happen. Are you kidding? A "You feel so good." might escape my mouth. But "I love the way you fill me up." Not gonna happen. Don't hold your breath. It seems so... porn star-ish. Right? Is it just me? Hopefully he does fill you up... not in an overfull way cuz let's be honest... there is such thing as too big... but in a just right, you want to scream from the friction, sort of way. That we are all for. Fill up... but let's not talk about it.
7. "Oh God."
Oh YES! This one is definitely in my vocabulary during sexy time. Who else to praise for such delicious feelings than God. He did create us after all. He did make it so we are capable of having that feeling when every nerve in your body fires, your stomach muscles clench, your lungs shut down, your toes curl, hands turn into fists full of bedding, skin, etc, and your eyes roll back in your head. What else to yell than "OH GOD!" This gets the Kristin stamp of approval! You could also insert a "F---". That works too.
8. "It feel incredible when you press your penis against me."
This may be true. It may feel incredible when he does this. But that is a long ass sentence to get out when you are in the throws of passion. I'm not even sure my mind would be able to form a full on coherent sentence when it came down to that point in the game. So again, this won't be leaving my mouth anytime... ever. Just yell "Oh God." instead... he'll get the point.
9. "F--- me harder."
Don't lie... you have ALL used this one. You are so unbelievably close to that orgasm and you just want it to get there so you tell him "harder". Maybe not everyone uses the F bomb (I do because it's my favorite word.), but harder, more, faster, Oh God harder (LOL), would work. Anything for a bit more friction to push you over that very high edge.
10. "I love having sex with you."
Cosmo says, "By confirming how incredible intercourse was when you're lying side-by-side afterwards, you reinforce your awesome chemistry and your satisfaction. And because his levels of the bonding hormone oxytocin peak post-sex, he's craving a feeling of closeness and connection." So ladies... this means work that time... just don't be overly clingy emotional. Not all guys like cuddle time after sex. Some just want to collapse into sleep, some eat, some just don't want to be touched, and others want to hold you and stroke your back. Follow his lead. You push the wrong way and I guarantee the "bonding" will come to a screeching halt. I would never say "I love having sex with you", but I may say "That was incredible." or "Damn...", or maybe even "We have GOT to do that again." HAHA. Either way... stroke his male ego the way you probably just stroked his... and tell him how it was. Unless it was bad. Probably not the best idea to say "That was horrible" unless you want a swift kick out the door... probably not quite yet fully clothed.
And that's it. Some are OH so correct and others, not so freaking much. Another little tidbit of information from yours truly. Enjoy! More to come.
K.
Check out Cosmo's original article here!
Thursday, July 12, 2012
Relationships...
You know how guys say "nice guys finish last". That may be true is some cases. but not all cases. There are many girls out there who look for the hot, well built man first. They want the muscles, the good looks, the money, the cars, and all the perks of being "his girl". The thing is, there are plenty of girls who are not all about the looks. In my opinion, the better you are on the inside, the better you look on the outside. You can be the most gorgeous man in the world, but if you have a shitty personality, then there is the door. I don't want what you are selling.
In my opinion, life is a bit harder for the girl. No offense men, but a majority of you are shallow dicks. If a girl doesn't have a small waist you don't want any. If that girl has a great personality, more power to you. The thing is... we all need love.
I've always been the one that says I don't want to get married and I'm not looking to fall in love (which is typically when it happens, may I point out), but in reality every girls wants a little bit of her own fairy tale. I don't want someone who settles for me, though. I want someone who looks at me and says "that's the one." I'm difficult. I'm beyond difficult. I'm bitchy and bossy and I tend to put up a fight against things even when I know they are right just because I can. I tend to want things my way and I get upset when they aren't. Not many men can handle me or want to handle me.
All I'm saying is that the world has come to be so difficult. What ever happen to getting to know someone and then making a judgement call on to whether you could be with them? What happen to being nice to everyone because you could be being a complete bitch to the man of your dreams (or woman... equality here!) Stop caring what your friends think. Don't not get to know someone because they might not be what your friends want you to bring around.
And my newest lesson... leave everyone out of your shit. It only complicates things. Don't you have enough problems trying to deal with your OWN relationships than to bring other people into yours or put your nose in someone else's? Look at celebrities... the ones that make it are the ones you never hear about in the news!
And end rant...
In my opinion, life is a bit harder for the girl. No offense men, but a majority of you are shallow dicks. If a girl doesn't have a small waist you don't want any. If that girl has a great personality, more power to you. The thing is... we all need love.
I've always been the one that says I don't want to get married and I'm not looking to fall in love (which is typically when it happens, may I point out), but in reality every girls wants a little bit of her own fairy tale. I don't want someone who settles for me, though. I want someone who looks at me and says "that's the one." I'm difficult. I'm beyond difficult. I'm bitchy and bossy and I tend to put up a fight against things even when I know they are right just because I can. I tend to want things my way and I get upset when they aren't. Not many men can handle me or want to handle me.
All I'm saying is that the world has come to be so difficult. What ever happen to getting to know someone and then making a judgement call on to whether you could be with them? What happen to being nice to everyone because you could be being a complete bitch to the man of your dreams (or woman... equality here!) Stop caring what your friends think. Don't not get to know someone because they might not be what your friends want you to bring around.
And my newest lesson... leave everyone out of your shit. It only complicates things. Don't you have enough problems trying to deal with your OWN relationships than to bring other people into yours or put your nose in someone else's? Look at celebrities... the ones that make it are the ones you never hear about in the news!
And end rant...
iPhone Finally Won
Ok... put your angry comments away. I know I've been ranting and raving for years about how fabulous Android is. I still stick by that. They have great phones and I love the system. BUT... with that being said... I recently made the switch to iPhone (because my Android took an epic crap and died), and I have to admit I love it.
(And a shout out to Shawn (@BLaCKThERiPP3R on twitter)... follow him. He's the one that got me hooked and convinced me (after months of arguing) to switch to the iPhone.
When I say love... I mean epic love. I love the battery life. I love the quickness at which it charges when it is dying. I love the apps. I love the look. I love the feel. Sometimes I wish it had a bigger screen, but you can't win them all. I even recently found myself defending iPhone to my best friends boyfriend who wants to buy her an Android instead. Thirty minutes later I caught myself and thought "What has happened to me?" The world is ending... because yes I am an iPhone user and proud of it.
So I apologize to anyone who I said your phone sucked because you previously held an iPhone. I have joined the dark side... and I shall probably never go back. So shoot me...
(And a shout out to Shawn (@BLaCKThERiPP3R on twitter)... follow him. He's the one that got me hooked and convinced me (after months of arguing) to switch to the iPhone.
When I say love... I mean epic love. I love the battery life. I love the quickness at which it charges when it is dying. I love the apps. I love the look. I love the feel. Sometimes I wish it had a bigger screen, but you can't win them all. I even recently found myself defending iPhone to my best friends boyfriend who wants to buy her an Android instead. Thirty minutes later I caught myself and thought "What has happened to me?" The world is ending... because yes I am an iPhone user and proud of it.
So I apologize to anyone who I said your phone sucked because you previously held an iPhone. I have joined the dark side... and I shall probably never go back. So shoot me...
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Not Your Call NC...
I'm a bit outraged. North Carolina passed a law that will ban same sex marriages. This law was already in place in North Carolina before, but now it is solidified yet again. To those who voted for this ridiculous law, do you realize what it makes you look like? It makes you look like a bunch of ignorant assholes that feel it is your place to tell others what to believe in.
Isn't their some rule against mixing church and state? What on earth made it the governments right to tell someone who they can love and who they can not love? I'm not a nonreligious person. I have beliefs. I believe in God. I sure as hell hope that me being buried 6 feet under is not the last thing ever. How utterly depressing is that.
I am a firm believer that those without sin should cast the first stone. That is my problem with religious people. I'd say a good 90% of the time... judgement comes from those who live by the "don't judge others because God said so" standards. You can't place a law against marrying someone of the same sex because your bible says so.
Freedom of religion. Remember that? It's a constitutionally guaranteed right. They say banning gay marriage has nothing to do with church, yet the primary reason they say it's wrong is because the bible says so. Let me say this... I've read the bible. I don't believe for a second that God would send you off to the fire pits of hell because you loved someone of the same sex. Honestly... think about that.
How is this any different than discriminating against people of other colors back in the day? Telling a gay person they can't get married is equivalent to telling someone of African American decent that they can't sit at the front of a bus. We see how well that turned out. They say we've grown up since the years of discriminating, but really it just evolved with us. If it's not one thing it's another. We've manage to allow gays to be out in the open in the military. Because apparently before we legalized that, gay people couldn't protect our country, right? The military hasn't fallen since we've righted that. They are still fighting, people are still enlisting, nobody has been killed on the job just because they were standing next to a gay individual.
All I'm saying is that if Sarah wants to marry Suzy... let her. Is it really the end of the world? Is that really the biggest issue we have to face currently? Because I am fairly certain that we have wars going on, a budget in crisis, starving families in our own backyard, and real issues that need attention. Yet here we are wasting our tax dollars arguing about whether or not someone can get married.
Below is a picture of the first gay couple to be wed in New York when they legalized gay marriage.
Isn't their some rule against mixing church and state? What on earth made it the governments right to tell someone who they can love and who they can not love? I'm not a nonreligious person. I have beliefs. I believe in God. I sure as hell hope that me being buried 6 feet under is not the last thing ever. How utterly depressing is that.
I am a firm believer that those without sin should cast the first stone. That is my problem with religious people. I'd say a good 90% of the time... judgement comes from those who live by the "don't judge others because God said so" standards. You can't place a law against marrying someone of the same sex because your bible says so.
Freedom of religion. Remember that? It's a constitutionally guaranteed right. They say banning gay marriage has nothing to do with church, yet the primary reason they say it's wrong is because the bible says so. Let me say this... I've read the bible. I don't believe for a second that God would send you off to the fire pits of hell because you loved someone of the same sex. Honestly... think about that.
How is this any different than discriminating against people of other colors back in the day? Telling a gay person they can't get married is equivalent to telling someone of African American decent that they can't sit at the front of a bus. We see how well that turned out. They say we've grown up since the years of discriminating, but really it just evolved with us. If it's not one thing it's another. We've manage to allow gays to be out in the open in the military. Because apparently before we legalized that, gay people couldn't protect our country, right? The military hasn't fallen since we've righted that. They are still fighting, people are still enlisting, nobody has been killed on the job just because they were standing next to a gay individual.
All I'm saying is that if Sarah wants to marry Suzy... let her. Is it really the end of the world? Is that really the biggest issue we have to face currently? Because I am fairly certain that we have wars going on, a budget in crisis, starving families in our own backyard, and real issues that need attention. Yet here we are wasting our tax dollars arguing about whether or not someone can get married.
Below is a picture of the first gay couple to be wed in New York when they legalized gay marriage.
You're telling me THAT is a threat to mankind?
Flight or Fight?
So it's been quite a while since I've posted anything on here. My posts range from incredibly inappropriate and risque to highly revealing and emotional. This happens to be the second of the two.
I've known for the last five years or so that I have quite the damaged soul and heart from past relationships. I don't typically think too much about it, and I just live my life the way I have these past couple years. I have friends I would do anything for and I have my family, including my beautiful four year old mini-me who likes to terrorize my every waking moment. This is all I need. Or so I thought.
In recent months, it was brought to my attention the actual details of my closed off lifestyle. I keep people behind a very high, sturdy, layered set of walls that protect me from having to feel too much or handle things that have tried to ruin me in the past. I tend to attack when I feel threatened, even if the threat is simply my mind playing tricks on me. And I push away people that don't deserve it, simply out of fear of them getting too close. Those close to me understand that. They happened to get lucky enough to be let on the inside, whether they were there before I put the walls up or they made the effort to climb over. Either way, the set up is quite elaborate and I wasn't ashamed of that. You can't get hurt if you don't let people in. Simple as that.
The problem I am coming to find is that, on occasion, someone comes along and you are convinced to lower those walls. Now, you would think this is a good thing. My anxiety level soars in these instances. For those who know me, you are aware that I say what is on my mind (sometimes without thinking about it first), I'm well known for being 'the bitch' (which I embrace most of the time), and I'm the go to person if you need help with a bully, problem, etc. Emotions don't suit me. I'm really, really bad at emotions. I laugh at funerals for crying out loud. Not intentionally, of course, but something about the level of sadness and emotions flowing at such an event makes my body react in the complete opposite way and I find myself with tears... but of laughter. Tell me that isn't a bit fucked up?
I don't like feeling vulnerable. I don't like crying. In fact, I absolutely hate crying and tend to get angry when I do. But lately, I've let some of my emotions get the better of me. I don't like the feeling of relying on people. Peyton Sawyer (P. Sawyer), on One Tree Hill, said it best. People always leave. It doesn't matter how much you love them, want them around, show them you care, etc. Sooner or later they leave. The loving, wanting, and caring isn't the part that terrifies me. It's the leaving. I don't handle heartbreak, heartache, or sadness well. Typically when I get in this deep, Flight or Fight becomes the options. Flight is the one that wins. But lately I found that I'm considering the fight option too. That has to show some form of improvement, right? Running can't always be the answer. At the same time, dealing with the consequences and side effects of fighting takes it's toll and I find myself right back at the beginning, wanting to throw up every single wall and build a few extras that I had originally lowered.
It makes you question things. Am I unlovable? Am I really that difficult? Will there ever be someone who is willing to fight for you? Are you worth fighting for?
I think the hardest lesson I've ever learned comes down to this...
Sometimes the people you can't live without, can live without you.
And that is shattering.
I've known for the last five years or so that I have quite the damaged soul and heart from past relationships. I don't typically think too much about it, and I just live my life the way I have these past couple years. I have friends I would do anything for and I have my family, including my beautiful four year old mini-me who likes to terrorize my every waking moment. This is all I need. Or so I thought.
In recent months, it was brought to my attention the actual details of my closed off lifestyle. I keep people behind a very high, sturdy, layered set of walls that protect me from having to feel too much or handle things that have tried to ruin me in the past. I tend to attack when I feel threatened, even if the threat is simply my mind playing tricks on me. And I push away people that don't deserve it, simply out of fear of them getting too close. Those close to me understand that. They happened to get lucky enough to be let on the inside, whether they were there before I put the walls up or they made the effort to climb over. Either way, the set up is quite elaborate and I wasn't ashamed of that. You can't get hurt if you don't let people in. Simple as that.
The problem I am coming to find is that, on occasion, someone comes along and you are convinced to lower those walls. Now, you would think this is a good thing. My anxiety level soars in these instances. For those who know me, you are aware that I say what is on my mind (sometimes without thinking about it first), I'm well known for being 'the bitch' (which I embrace most of the time), and I'm the go to person if you need help with a bully, problem, etc. Emotions don't suit me. I'm really, really bad at emotions. I laugh at funerals for crying out loud. Not intentionally, of course, but something about the level of sadness and emotions flowing at such an event makes my body react in the complete opposite way and I find myself with tears... but of laughter. Tell me that isn't a bit fucked up?
I don't like feeling vulnerable. I don't like crying. In fact, I absolutely hate crying and tend to get angry when I do. But lately, I've let some of my emotions get the better of me. I don't like the feeling of relying on people. Peyton Sawyer (P. Sawyer), on One Tree Hill, said it best. People always leave. It doesn't matter how much you love them, want them around, show them you care, etc. Sooner or later they leave. The loving, wanting, and caring isn't the part that terrifies me. It's the leaving. I don't handle heartbreak, heartache, or sadness well. Typically when I get in this deep, Flight or Fight becomes the options. Flight is the one that wins. But lately I found that I'm considering the fight option too. That has to show some form of improvement, right? Running can't always be the answer. At the same time, dealing with the consequences and side effects of fighting takes it's toll and I find myself right back at the beginning, wanting to throw up every single wall and build a few extras that I had originally lowered.
It makes you question things. Am I unlovable? Am I really that difficult? Will there ever be someone who is willing to fight for you? Are you worth fighting for?
I think the hardest lesson I've ever learned comes down to this...
Sometimes the people you can't live without, can live without you.
And that is shattering.
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