2 posts tagged “qotd”
What's the one thing you're most neurotic about?
i hate when i accidentlly scratch someone, i apologize like i've commited a crime. i'll squeeze my fingertips until i can live with myself again
once i was eating with my sister. i finished all my food and she offered me what was left of hers. i was more than happy to take over where she left off. but after one bite my face turned sour, and i immediately spit the food out. i could only describe the taste of it as "old people" i'm not being mean, i was just a kid. my mother worked for a retirement home at the time so old people scared me and smelled funny. to this day, i can't eat a thing from my sisters plate i've tried trust me . she'll be like, "savina you want this slice of pizza?" and i'll be like, "yeah but it'll taste like old people so no thanks." she hates it, but it's too funny not to laugh.
What have you tried in life that you just weren't very good at?
relationships. though now when i look back, i don't think i tried very hard at all. one thing i did do was give up. i threw in the towel a many of times. i was young, afraid, and full of expectations. "silly girl those are for kids."
i'm reading this new book "A NEW EARTH" by Eckart Tolle
He says, "In the early stages of many romantic relationships, role-playing is quite common in order to attract and keep whoever is perceived by the ego as the one who is going to "make me happy, make me feel special, and fulfill all my needs." "I'll play who you want me to be and you'll play who I want you to be." That's the unspoken and unconscious agreement. However role playing is hard work, and so those roles cannot be sustained."
"What is commonly called "falling in love" is in most cases an intensification of egoic wanting and needing. You become addicted to another person, or rather to your image of that person. It has nothing to do with true love, which contains no wanting whatsoever."
i should really get back out there in the whole dating scene but i'm so nervous i might need a paramedic to chaperone. when i finally meet someone i like and actually admit it to myself. i'm sure i'll die right there on the spot once i know they feel the same way. and with my last breath i'll sing outloud that song by Third Eye Blind, "she likes me for me!"
