I lounged today.
I can't handle tough love.
It always feels like I'm being scolded. I know I'm acting the victim part, but I'm not. I just don't like my faults being explicitly pointed out within twenty four hours of their symptom which prompted the tough love. I know my faults. I see them nightly when I reflect upon a day. I have had the cure for two and a half years. It is printed out and pinned on my wall. Tit ass fuck. Not those words, but other ones, helpful ones.
If I have found the cure for a bruised ego it surely must be pork chops followed by a four hour lounge.
This is by no means an attack on anybody who may have "pepped talk" me up today or yesterday. No matter what you do to an open wound will make it hurt while you're doing it, whether your intent is benevolent or otherwise.
It always feels like I'm being scolded. I know I'm acting the victim part, but I'm not. I just don't like my faults being explicitly pointed out within twenty four hours of their symptom which prompted the tough love. I know my faults. I see them nightly when I reflect upon a day. I have had the cure for two and a half years. It is printed out and pinned on my wall. Tit ass fuck. Not those words, but other ones, helpful ones.
If I have found the cure for a bruised ego it surely must be pork chops followed by a four hour lounge.
This is by no means an attack on anybody who may have "pepped talk" me up today or yesterday. No matter what you do to an open wound will make it hurt while you're doing it, whether your intent is benevolent or otherwise.