Wow...in a deep, deep funk. My mentor/father figure stuck a knife in my back last week. What a weird feeling. Didn't realize how much I'd come to idolize and respect him. It's a bit of a blessing, as it frees me from dependence on anyone, but...he was kinda the only person left to ask for advice. Shifted my perspective hard, and not in a good way.
The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents.
gunslinger_burrito wrote:No matter how many different techniques I'm trying, my picking hand STILL wants to lock up whenever I try tom play anything that's not slow
I am sure you know, but being relaxed always helps with right hand technique.
Boyfriend got back in town last week after 6 odd weeks away and i've been giving him space bc he kept saying he's having an intense emotional time. Today he took me to my favorite trail, which was incidentally one of our first dates, and broke up with me. Explained on the phone later that he didn't want to, but needed space from physical and emotional intimacy.
I feel fucked. Devastated.He was the first person in my life who gender and sexuality didn't feel like a fucking nightmare with. I had told him I would help him raise any kids he ever had, and I am a literal eunuch for reasons. We were going to move together and get a farm together. It's not that I can't live without him, I just didn't really want to. I am afraid this will be the thing that drives me back to drinking after over 10 years. I feel numb.
D.o.S. wrote:Hello, this is your captain speaking, our altitude has set to bleep so lets sit back and get ready to bloop. Ladies and Gentlemen, we are floating in space.