I was pretty crazy when she took me in (also hella creative and hella horny), but the COVID-19 lockdown did a number on me everyone, including me, and then I couldn’t get back into therapy because it’s impacted.
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On one hand, yeah, so much for in sickness and in health and on the other hand I know I can be batshit insane and fucking scary a bit of a burden sometimes.
Also I’m really, really big on consent and (only) what the girl wants, the girl gets. When she wants out, she gets out. (I’m jealous of the new beau, but more because I’m desperately lonely than a need to possess and contain her). Also she pushes herself to move on after loss (say when we lost our dog, we got a new puppy pretty quickly), where as I want to squeeze all the grief out for a year or two before unfurling my sails once again.
Hey now it didn’t get everyone, Covid barely affected me. Mind you I’m an insular bastard who is living up to a bunch of 1800s and 1700s stereotypes about American-Scots being insular mildly violent bastard who want to be left alone.
It gave me some dark satisfaction to see everyone briefly visit my world and get broken by it. But for me it was great because suddenly everything was built around my lifestyle. Briefly.
So, so many people couldn’t handle living in a world that wasn’t built around their needs. For one brief moment I got to experience what it’s like to live in a world that actually fits mine.
I hoped it would be a catalyst for positive change. Ha ha ha. Humans have an optimistic bias, it’ll creep in even when you think you’re seeing reality.
I became too crazy for my wife.
I was pretty crazy when she took me in (also hella creative and hella horny), but the COVID-19 lockdown did a number on
meeveryone, including me, and then I couldn’t get back into therapy because it’s impacted.TMI
spoiler
On one hand, yeah, so much for in sickness and in health and on the other hand I know I can be
batshit insane and fucking scarya bit of a burden sometimes.Also I’m really, really big on consent and (only) what the girl wants, the girl gets. When she wants out, she gets out. (I’m jealous of the new beau, but more because I’m desperately lonely than a need to possess and contain her). Also she pushes herself to move on after loss (say when we lost our dog, we got a new puppy pretty quickly), where as I want to squeeze all the grief out for a year or two before unfurling my sails once again.
Being human is just hard.
Hey now it didn’t get everyone, Covid barely affected me. Mind you I’m an insular bastard who is living up to a bunch of 1800s and 1700s stereotypes about American-Scots being insular mildly violent bastard who want to be left alone.
Bro I miss the lockdowns. I miss the 6ft separation.
It gave me some dark satisfaction to see everyone briefly visit my world and get broken by it. But for me it was great because suddenly everything was built around my lifestyle. Briefly.
So, so many people couldn’t handle living in a world that wasn’t built around their needs. For one brief moment I got to experience what it’s like to live in a world that actually fits mine.
I hoped it would be a catalyst for positive change. Ha ha ha. Humans have an optimistic bias, it’ll creep in even when you think you’re seeing reality.
You sound like a good person, imperfect sure, but good.