Zen, I'm sorry you had the experience, but glad it was early in what would certainly have developed into a toxic relationship.
I hold my biromantic demisexual designation close, because after a lifetime of confusion and feeling "wrong," it explains *so* much. But I use queer when there's no time, purpose, or point for explaining 'biromantic demisexual' to strangers.
But I use queer when there's no time, purpose, or point for explaining 'biromantic demisexual' to strangers.
I don't explain shit to strangers about my sexuality, because it's none of their business. They're going to look at me and assume I'm a bog-standard straight woman, and whatevs. I have zero interest in discussing my sexuality with people who are not (1) going to participate in it, and/or (2) very close friends.* Everyone else can assume whatever they want to.
*(Okay, exemption for my OB/GYN, who needs to know what's going on in the ladyparts so we can discuss birth control options.)
Zen - sorry about the jerk.
What kind of person doesn't touch or hug friends that they aren't having or possibly having sex with? Do these people not kiss their mom? Babies? Hug their siblings? They live sad lives - particularly for social primates such as humans.
Also: I bought a pour over coffeemaker and it rocks. So simple. Just enough coffee for me and it's cheap. Also: the coffee is not at all bitter.
What kind of person doesn't touch or hug friends that they aren't having or possibly having sex with?
There are people I don't hug, but it has nothing to do with the potential of sex (or lack thereof). I just have a 50-foot personal bubble.
I don't hug everyone but what she said was just weird, rude and otherwise off-putting.
Sudden urge to watch Pushing Daisies
You know, if she can't touch anyone because they'll die. . .she could have just said that.
Remember my problematic "friend"?
Oh dear. This is the same friend with the drinking issues?
I'm sorry about the pain, but I'm not sorry that you're kicking a toxic person to the curb.
Zen, you're better off without her. That is not someone who will bring joy to your life.
I came to the board right before Tim set Nilly-fest into motion. It was through a google search, but don't ask me the keywords I searched for. Best decision I ever made though. Thank you for becoming my family.
When my world falls apart, this is where I come, even if it is only to see that you are still here in the box.
So much this. Outside of my immediate blood family, you were the only ones I wanted to be around after Rob died. You were the reason I was half as strong as I was. Thank you is not enough, but it's all I've got.