And yet another post...
Oct. 20th, 2006 03:10 pmNote to boundry-challenged soul-sucking pits of emotional neediness:
Just because I am unable (or unwilling) to give you what you want, when you want it does not mean that I am a toxic person, an asshole, or selfish. It simply means that your desires, needs, wants, or whatever are not going to be met by me at this particular moment. It's not personal. Grow up and figure out a way to help yourself. Do not dump all of your needs on me and then rage when I don't act the way you want me to. I too am a person with my own needs and agenda and unlike you, I am busy taking responsibility for them. I don't have time to subjugate them to deal with your drama filled, I-am-the-only-person-on-Earth-who's-needs-matter, self centered demands. Deal with it.
I mean damn.. I don't even really know you in real-life.... If my failure to respond to your instant message in Bear 411 that says "Woof! Come over and fuck me!!" in the way you want causes you to have such a gut-wrenching, rage filled blow out where you proceed to "Tell me who I am" and call me names, then I hardley think we'd actually get along in real life. Get therapy. Hell.. Get meds.
That is all.
Thank you.
Just because I am unable (or unwilling) to give you what you want, when you want it does not mean that I am a toxic person, an asshole, or selfish. It simply means that your desires, needs, wants, or whatever are not going to be met by me at this particular moment. It's not personal. Grow up and figure out a way to help yourself. Do not dump all of your needs on me and then rage when I don't act the way you want me to. I too am a person with my own needs and agenda and unlike you, I am busy taking responsibility for them. I don't have time to subjugate them to deal with your drama filled, I-am-the-only-person-on-Earth-who's-needs-matter, self centered demands. Deal with it.
I mean damn.. I don't even really know you in real-life.... If my failure to respond to your instant message in Bear 411 that says "Woof! Come over and fuck me!!" in the way you want causes you to have such a gut-wrenching, rage filled blow out where you proceed to "Tell me who I am" and call me names, then I hardley think we'd actually get along in real life. Get therapy. Hell.. Get meds.
That is all.
Thank you.