
Aug 24, 2017, 06:24 AM
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Member Since: Aug 2017
Location: All over the map
Posts: 30
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Originally Posted by TishaBuv
In her defense, responding to being called out on her inability to keep promises is a buzz kill and people hate to be called out and defend themselves.
i know, which is why i haven't done it with what i mentioned. otoh, it's a real buzz kill for me to have her not follow through on her promises.
Have you seen her band? Are you sure it's real?
oh, yeah, she's legit. and incredibly talented.
Have you spent real time together with her, like weeks and months of living together? That's when you may see different sides of her personality, when she drops the love bombing and starts devaluing.
yes. i have. and she can keep the love bombing up night and day in person, too. she's got a talent for keeping her various sides segregated. it's fascinating, really, and i've but seen one or two of her sides. some of the others involve: a passion for astrophysics, a passion for spreadsheets (!. she even got an MBA just for the hell of it), a thorough understanding of art history derived from years spent as curator of a pretty major university gallery, deep knowledge of the blues (play her any blues song and she'll on the instant be able to tell you artist and song and give you background stuff for both), that **** pic soliciting side (i guess. my back brain just won't let it go, even though my forebrain has marched on and turned the corner), the rock n roll side, and lots more. I know about all of these things, and I know them to be true. Her mom was Mensa-level smart and she's close to that but not quite (which her mother never let her forget).
I've asked her about various of these sides, and she'll say a few words and move on and before you know it, she's love bombing me again and, well, i'm love bombing her.
Our relationship must be one of the most dysfunctional around but it's the only kind either one of us has ever known, with this one being the most out there of all or at least ivn my case it is. At times, I am appalled. At times, depressed. At times, I just want to get the hell away from her. At times, I want to stick around just for the insane experience of it all. At times, I want it to continue to see if I can find a way to step outside it and just watch the damn thing go as in a movie. At times, I'm in love with her and feel like I've finally found easy street. Like I said, I'm fascinated.
I understand what you mean about being addicted to the friction. You get a jolt when she gives and are on pins and needles when she is unclear. Either way, it is very exciting.
yes, sad but true.
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