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Post by faithopelove on Dec 18, 2019 22:56:13 GMT
faithopelove- maybe you could spring for a few sessions of SE for yourself to address that one trigger. Changes happen pretty quick actually. If it helped you you could share your own experience with him perhaps, to plant a seed. Or beg him pretty please to go because you went and you love him. Lol dream big. @inmourning - Thanks!! ☺️ I have been looking for myself!
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Post by Deleted on Dec 18, 2019 23:08:22 GMT
faithopelove - maybe you could spring for a few sessions of SE for yourself to address that one trigger. Changes happen pretty quick actually. If it helped you you could share your own experience with him perhaps, to plant a seed. Or beg him pretty please to go because you went and you love him. Lol dream big. @inmourning - Thanks!! ☺️ I have been looking for myself! That's great! Let us know how things go for you.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 18, 2019 23:21:13 GMT
Ugh, I'm dealing with a "bad texter" too! Possibly she's not really that bad, I'm just not used to her subdued style. My exes were all heavier texters than me. I just met her a few nights ago through mutual friends, and we exchanged numbers and we have been texting to set up a dinner date (today I made rezzies, so it's on.) It works against me that I think she's really cute, sending me into anxious attachment. Now, I don't like tons of texting, either. But after she initially texted me to officially ask me out the night we met, I've done all the initiating to solidify the date/time. My inner monologue when she doesn't respond for hours goes something like, "She's just not that into me. She just wanted to make out with someone when she was drunk, and now that she's sober, she's looked at my social media and thinks I'm not as cute as she thought. She's going to flake out. She definitely doesn't want a committed relationship. This is destined to end in despair. Love is a lie and I will be alone forever." I'm just gonna try to mirror her and reserve judgement until after our date. My personal belief is that if you're single and available and open to dating, it's a good idea to avoid drunken situations and people. That's just me. Alcohol is a mask, and goggles too. I'm not validating your fear about her having second thoughts as you described- I am saying that people lower their inhibitions and make decisions they may not align with in sobriety, when they are drunk. It's true of any human, and doesn't have anything to do with other people- it's what's going on in their own psychology that drives that. I do wish you the best on this date, and would only suggest that you keep alcohol consumption to a bare minimum, and hopefully she will too. Then there is a better chance for both of you to approach the potentials authentically. Just my opinion, and hope it is an enjoyable time!
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Post by serenity on Dec 22, 2019 6:09:15 GMT
Ugh, I'm dealing with a "bad texter" too! Possibly she's not really that bad, I'm just not used to her subdued style. My exes were all heavier texters than me. I just met her a few nights ago through mutual friends, and we exchanged numbers and we have been texting to set up a dinner date (today I made rezzies, so it's on.) It works against me that I think she's really cute, sending me into anxious attachment. Now, I don't like tons of texting, either. But after she initially texted me to officially ask me out the night we met, I've done all the initiating to solidify the date/time. My inner monologue when she doesn't respond for hours goes something like, "She's just not that into me. She just wanted to make out with someone when she was drunk, and now that she's sober, she's looked at my social media and thinks I'm not as cute as she thought. She's going to flake out. She definitely doesn't want a committed relationship. This is destined to end in despair. Love is a lie and I will be alone forever." I'm just gonna try to mirror her and reserve judgement until after our date. Hey lovebunny, Your post triggered something in me, I wanted to share with you. I dated a girl just briefly, and it was an amazing and enlightening experience for me. She was a nurturer and deep thinker who could communicate deeply as well, full of love. I've never swung so avoidant in my life, and its something I've thought about often in my life. The girl I loved, I remember waking up beside her the first time we slept together, and I couldn't stop crying. I mean i was doubled up, sobbing. And my friend woke up and was gently wiping my tears, the look in her eyes was full of compassion and love I'd never seen before. I didn't know what to say at the time, so she took me out to breakfast and she talked to me about her feelings and care for me, while mentally I checked out and diminished her. I even knew I was doing it but I didn't know why. I gradually checked out of the relationship as well, and hurt her. To this day I think of her as the most important and wonderful love I'd ever experienced, and I respect her as a first class human being. I think what was happening for me is my mother didn't love me and chronically neglected me or tore me apart. I can only think of one time my whole life when I experienced a small glimpse of motherly compassion from her. Our family was on a long road trip, it was a big family with 6 kids. I was one of the oldest and had been relegated to babysitter and house servant, chronically a nobody, doing cartwheels in every aspect of my life vying to be the `less abused' one. During the road trip I vomited many times from car sickness , and after a few hours i was starving and dangerously dehydrated, and finally told my mother I was hungry and needed water. So she made my Dad stop the car, she took me out to the back of the car, and gave me water, and gave me a boiled egg to eat. I can't remember a time before, or after that, where i felt nurtured by her or responded to. And it was this thought that was going through my head, as my girl friend wiped tears from my eyes. She reminded me of something important I needed most of my life, and only one time got. And the pain of feeling that gaping loss, together with my immaturity, made me push her way. I often wish I didn't. Without her, i would not have gone on to accept loving nurturing future partners, nor properly dealt with my relationship with my mother. She changed my life, more than anyone else did.
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Post by lovebunny on Dec 22, 2019 15:10:03 GMT
Wow Serenity that is an intense, heartbreaking story, thank you so much for sharing it. Given the chronic neglect you experienced, I can see how frightening it would be to allow yourself to be vulnerable. It almost brings me to tears to think of a sick child having to tell their mom that they needed water and food. I'm glad you've been able to heal old wounds and accept the love you deserve.
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