Oh, no, Tep. I'm glad you told us. That sucks. I'm sorry for your brother.
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I'm sorry, Tep. I really wish I could have gone, and I don't even drink.
That really massively sucks for yor brother. I'm sorry.
That's a bummer, Steph. You made the place sound really great - and I don't even like beer.
Ugh Steph, I'm sorry.
What does "moral claim" mean?
Sorry to come back to this so late. I feel like the conversation ended up clarifying things a bit. But all I meant was that it doesn't make sense to say that it's ONLY a relationship if it changes you, because not all relationships do.
Tep, that BITES. I know your bro put a lot into that place.
This reminds me of how my greatest fear, when I was about to graduate high school and go off to college, was that I would turn into someone else -- that I'd change so much that I'd no longer recognize myself, or that I'd become someone that HS me wouldn't like.
See, I was the complete opposite -- I was half-afraid college would suck as much as HS, and half-wild with hope that it would be different, and I would be different.
It was more like I got to be me, fully me, find out who me really was without all of the pre-judged baggage of years of being an outcast and embrace my flaming intellectual snarky geekhood.
I mean, I didn't roll out at 22 a fully realized self (who DOES?!) but my college experience was an amazing step in letting my self loose and finding out that people actually embraced it, instead of excoriating it, was...a life-changer.
Teppy, I am so sorry.
Lots of ~ma for you and your dad, omnis.
Teppy, I'm sorry. I wish we had been able to get there.
omnis, tons of health~ma to your dad.
Much ~ma for you and your dad, Omnis.
Teppy, that's crushing news. I'm so sorry.