One word: undo ( Read more... )

So I realized something recently which, it seems, should be readily apparent to the whole world, but I strongly suspect is actually the secret to all happiness.

Here's the thing:

Things are either acceptable or they are not.

( This got long. )

( I wrote this a couple weeks ago, and I'm detached enough from it now to post it. I think it goes rather well with yesterday's post. Members of modnar_art have already read this. )

There’s something precious about the moments when you know what you did wrong. So much of life is nebulous and ephemeral; you spend the rest of your days wondering what, exactly, went bad, and what you should have done to make things turn out better ( Read more... )

( 1,700 words about shame and ability. )

There are times when I am unhappy. There are times when I am down. There are times when it feels as though the things in my life that I want and don't have outweigh the things in my life that I *do* have (I suspect that feeling is always wrong; nevertheless, sometimes it feels that way). There are times when I am stressed, annoyed, lonely, ( Read more... )

( This is quite long, and really all over the place. )

I wrote, sometime around June, that it's difficult to be single in the summer. desert_boy wondered whether I meant that it was hard dealing with being single, or that it was hard to avoid dating anyone ( Read more... )

( Take a single person and look at their life at any one point. )

So, I've been saying for years, and in fact have posted relatively recently, that the age-old complaint of men not knowing what women want is essentially bullshit; there's a model, guys, there's a lesson plan. Just act like John Cusack ( Read more... )