March 2011
3 posts
Today has been the sort of day where I feel mad and hurt and frustrated by people—especially people I love and care about. I don’t feel this way often and I hate it. I like people. I like the people I care about. And I hate feeling like I want to yell at them or that I can’t wait for their conversations to be done fast enough. I hate being angry at them for not doing anything...
Yet Another Kiri Bloggish Thing: surelock: Yet... →
surelock:
Yet Another Kiri Bloggish Thing: sadydoyle: This might not matter to you if you don’t care about…
sadydoyle:
This might not matter to you if you don’t care about “intent” or “my feelings” or whatever, but yeah: I have been severely triggered by this discussion. This isn’t…
I am SO in agreement with you. It’s where the “complicated” really comes in. I would...
Yet Another Kiri Bloggish Thing: sadydoyle: This... →
sadydoyle:
This might not matter to you if you don’t care about “intent” or “my feelings” or whatever, but yeah: I have been severely triggered by this discussion. This isn’t about you; it’s about me. But it’s happening. I’ve survived some emotional abuse. And dynamics of that — being told that…
Kiri, I think you’re articulating here why I have grown to enjoy my real life...
