My own dumb actions.
I deserved it. We are on speaking terms now years later at least.
I was weak and lonely and easily susceptible to her boyfriend’s advances. We were quite young, early teens.
Joke was on all 3 of us… he hadn’t figured out yet that he was gay. Neither had she for that matter. They’re both infinitely more happy now. And I’m happy for them.
My cynical view on this situation is the pros are 1) she’s fast-tracking home ownership for a generation that generally expects to not own homes, 2) she’s securing financial stability during the traditionally least financially stable era of adult life, 3) working as a paid live-in caregiver pays significantly little comparatively and it is damn hard work, 4) she may have plans on marrying for love later. She’s still maturing, so having a starter marriage that’s lucrative may not be a totally terrible idea.
Honestly at the end of the day, you want her to be happy, right? If she’s walked into this with eyes wide open, considered all the cons and still found the arrangement preferable, is it really the end of the world? What would your feelings be if she had chosen some other non traditional relationship?
My sentiments exactly.
I’d love to be struck with creative ideas sooner, but I also resent commercial Christmas creeping into October.
Yes. They don’t have to be public companies for investors to lose their shirts, and employees to lose their jobs.
You can’t please everyone, so pick the audience you want to write to. If you don’t care what angry white guys think, then create your characters however you like.
Exactly. They want to bring in exponentially more premiums than what they spend on advertising, and the new premiums are what provides the cash to pay other policy claims. It’s really kind of an accepted form of Ponzi scheme. They are gambling that they will find enough people who will never need to make a claim in order to afford the few that do.
I also love to watch someone unlock this super power within themselves. To not stress out about the wonky pancake or the missing crochet stitch.
She may have self esteem issues. She could be codependent.
My stepmother did these sorts of things in the beginning, but she was still in her twenties at that time. I didn’t understand then (being just a kid ofc) but I’ve forgiven her now. And to her credit she’s mellowed quite a bit as well. But this peace was many many years in the making. I think you both should seek couple’s therapy to raise and discuss both of your issues in a safe loving space, and it may become clear during those sessions that she needs to also have individual therapy.
If she balks at couple’s therapy, then THAT is a red flag… edit: no this is not even true. It could scare her to death. But reassure her that you want to work through these things so that you can strengthen your bond and learn to better communicate with each other.
Omg that looks amazing!
We should compile a playlist.
*maybe don’t use this one in tornado country. Don’t desensitize oneself to actual emergency warning tones.
I can get behind that!
Nah, it just felt like it because it costs so much to start the machine.
The last American Civil War pension recipient died in 2020.
The last cathode-ray tube televisions were made in 2015.
My 2006 RX factory radio unit had cassette and cd decks. Sometime around 2012, I remember feeling like I had unlocked a secret backdoor because an audiobook that I wanted from the library had a crazy long waitlist for the cd edition. I hadnt used cassettes in decades, but somehow I had the idea to check to see if they offered that audiobook on cassette. They did! And it was available to check out immediately!
I replaced the radio in that car shortly after that because I needed a bluetooth connection and handsfree capability.
Happy birthday!
Do tell us more about this short rib pot pie 🤤
Conversely, if you see Cillian Murphy, run like hell.
Yes. Because for the kids that show up at my door without a costume, candy is probably not in their family budget, at all, ever. I load em up.
You need more capital. One
million… billion dollars oughta do it.