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Had a discussion with a friend, he said he was feeling relatively happy for once; then he brought up the subject of my own happiness, and how it makes him sad. I thought, since he's in a sadness-resistant mood and he actually went out of his way to ask, now's a decent time to open up without making him worse or upset, right? Wrong. And it's just, like... Why did you even bring it up? You just made yourself sad for no reason. Your fault.
Worst of all, I do not even feel bad, just frustrated. And it would be insensitive for me to just abruptly switch subjects, because then he might interpret it as "Wow, he doesn't care about this emotional conversation" and extend it to "He doesn't care about how I feel" and then to "He doesn't care about me".
I had a long, long dream in multiple parts. For brevity, I will only recall a very short fragment of it, near the end.
I had a beautiful younger sister who I accompanied to the mega mall. She kept trying to interact with this gang of incredibly handsome young men; I knew from previous experience that they were criminals, and also did drugs. They also prevented me from talking to her.
Eventually, she leaves to use the bathroom; I run over to walk with her, and say: "Look. I agree that he looks hot and that he's super cute, and I know that you run to embrace every potential diamond that comes your way, but you need to leave him. They're not safe people. You'll get involved in some really nasty stuff.".
She ignores me and starts walking faster as I speak; quickly, she makes it back to the gang. She replies with an angry and resentful tone: "Yeah, and you're still gonna be the one that yells at me for not getting up in the morning!".
The sheer stupidity of that rebuttal confused me so hard that I woke up trying to think of an answer.
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I saw your post about why you use that PFP. What kind of stories do you write? I've always wanted to know how to write properly, but my mind jumps around too much.
I had a long, long dream in multiple parts. For brevity, I will only recall a very short fragment of it, near the end.
I had a beautiful younger sister who I accompanied to the mega mall. She kept trying to interact with this gang of incredibly handsome young men; I knew from previous experience that they were criminals, and also did drugs. They also prevented me from talking to her.
Eventually, she leaves to use the bathroom; I run over to walk with her, and say: "Look. I agree that he looks hot and that he's super cute, and I know that you run to embrace every potential diamond that comes your way, but you need to leave him. They're not safe people. You'll get involved in some really nasty stuff.".
She ignores me and starts walking faster as I speak; quickly, she makes it back to the gang. She replies with an angry and resentful tone: "Yeah, and you're still gonna be the one that yells at me for not getting up in the morning!".
The sheer stupidity of that rebuttal confused me so hard that I woke up trying to think of an answer.
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