You cannot love two people the exact same way. You love them for who they are, what they mean to you, and the special parts they bring out of you. You love them for their unique ways they challenge you to change and grow. Love is experienced differently every time it enters your life.
“Victim blaming actually invites more crime.” – lacigreen
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“But I believe in intention and I believe in work. I believe in waking up in the middle of the night and packing our bags and leaving our worst selves for our better ones.” – Leslie Jamison, The Empathy Exams.
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There is only one way to avoid criticism: do nothing, say nothing and be nothing.
It does not matter if a boundary makes sense to you. It does not matter if it seems inconsequential to you. Boundaries are the prerogative of the person who sets them. You do not know that person’s story, and they are not obligated to justify their boundaries to you. That touch that seems insignificant to you may be uncomfortably intimate for someone else. That interaction that is fine with others may trigger someone’s PTSD. You do not know more about someone than they know about themselves. Trust that they know what they are doing when they set a boundary with you, even if you do not understand why.
When someone sets a boundary with you they are saying “no.” No means no. Do not push people on their boundaries or ask for explanations that are not readily given. Doing these things indicates that you do not respect their boundaries. For many people, saying “no” once, setting a boundary, is difficult enough. Do not put them in a position where they must repeatedly do so. No means no the first time. Pushing them on it suggests a hope that you can wear them down, which is problematic at best and predatory at worst. No means no.
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My site moved to a new host, so everything should be better now! Everything – my site, my comic, my life, my cats, my cooking, my sex. Everything.
I put my heart out there. I was my most awkward honest and loving self. And it wasn’t enough. And that hurts, when you show somebody your raw side and they don’t see anything they want, anything they’re interested in.
It’s really hard for me (because of my anxiety and my insecurities and my past and my lack of free-time and my fear of rejection and the fact that I am human) to open up to someone new, but I did it. And it didn’t work out. And I have to stop looking at that as a failure.
It’s not a failure.
It’s a huge success; I was courageous. And I was true to myself. I went after something I wanted and I put it all out on the table. I was very brave.
But the bottom line is this: I don’t want to have to convince someone that I’m worth their time.
luxaurumque:Photo by Pak Han