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Edited by
willing2
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Sat 08/09/14 12:17 PM
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We all put our good face forward, no?
My question. What are your demons? Your weak points? Was you an abused child? Do you abhor certain traits? Are you secretly abusive when enraged? Your potential partner will eventually find out anyway. Why not let the world in on who you REALLY are? How many are willing2 put themselves out there? 
Attack the message. Not the messenger. 
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why don't you be the first to let your skeletons out
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I'm afraid of widths.
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why don't you be the first to let your skeletons out I will if you promise to post one of yours. If you promise and don't, will you admit to being a manipulating liar? Promise this and I will put up a demon of mine. |
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" i don't care if the world knows what my secrets are...so what"- Secrets by Mary Lambert
I loathe people who smoke. I suck at my Math subjects. |
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I'm afraid of widths. I'm afraid of lengths. |
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" i don't care if the world knows what my secrets are...so what"- Secrets by Mary Lambert I loathe people who smoke. I suck at my Math subjects. Thank you. I was born when my mother was 15. I'm 60. She divorced my father when she was 16. She also met my stepfather at 16. He was led to believe I was her brother. After they were married, he found out the truth. I paid for that deception with the hide of my body until I hit the streets at 14. Many people knew and saw the bruises and scars. Nobody lifted a hand or spoke out. Took many years to heal. Never have felt a worthy part of. Have been a loner all my life. I do desire love. Just don't know if I know how to love a woman. |
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" i don't care if the world knows what my secrets are...so what"- Secrets by Mary Lambert I loathe people who smoke. I suck at my Math subjects. Thank you. I was born when my mother was 15. I'm 60. She divorced my father when she was 16. She also met my stepfather at 16. He was led to believe I was her brother. After they were married, he found out the truth. I paid for that deception with the hide of my body until I hit the streets at 14. Many people knew and saw the bruises and scars. Nobody lifted a hand or spoke out. Took many years to heal. Never have felt a worthy part of. Have been a loner all my life. I do desire love. Just don't know if I know how to love a woman. well sounds like you some good clue's learned on how not to best wishes on your hunt : ) |
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I see fears of intimacy.
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I don't have a closet to keep my skeletons in. :(
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I'm afraid of widths. I'm afraid of lengths. I'd horrify you.
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Edited by
no1phD
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Sat 08/09/14 01:19 PM
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I will say one of mine..
a serious one.. but after this one I can't promise to be serious anymore.. ..
Hmmm.. maybe that's one of my demons... fear of being rejected. when I show my true self..ahhhh .no. my true self is pretty cool too.. ..
Okk.. there is a saying you don't know ,what you might be addicted to. . until it's too late.. I have discovered this is true.. .. when my ex was pregnant with are first son... I need to go away on business.. well I was away..The lovely people that were putting me up.. . like to have dinner at the local casino.. now up to this point I had never gone in to casino... . let alone gamble... . well let me tell you... . it was love at first push of a button.. .. long story short..255.000.00.. later... I realized. I might just have a small problem... it took me five hmm five and a half... years to come to this conclusion.... at that point I sought . out professional help.. with my little problem.. but to be honest as soon as I walked in the doors.. to receive help. . at that point I said to myself.. buddy boy.. if you are here you definitely have an issue.. I turned around and walked out.. . and have never return to a casino. are gambled big time like that again.. .. I go now and then for fun. with friends... it took me 7 months.. . to fight that addiction.. everyday I would tell myself.. do anything but gamble... it worked I slipped once or twice... but that monkey is off my back now.... and as far as the money goes... I make a good living people.. .. the money will not be missed. .. but I did lose something.. . but I have reclaimed...it.. ...ok.thats it...   
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I will say one of mine.. a serious one.. but after this one I can't promise to be serious anymore.. ..
Hmmm.. maybe that's one of my demons... fear of being rejected. when I show my true self..ahhhh .no. my true self is pretty cool too.. ..
Okk.. there is a saying you don't I know what you might be addicted to. . until it's too late.. I have discovered this is true.. .. when my ex was pregnant with are first son... I need to go away on business.. well I was away..The lovely people that were putting me up.. . like to have dinner at the local casino.. now up to this point I had never gone in to casino... . let alone gamble... . well let me tell you... . it was love at first push of a button.. .. long story short..255.000.00.. later... I realized. I might just have a small problem... it took me five hmm five and a half... years to come to this conclusion.... at that point I sought . out professional help.. with my little problem.. but to be honest as soon as I walked in the doors.. to receive help. . at that point I said to myself.. buddy boy.. if you are here you definitely have an issue.. I turned around and walked out.. . and have never return to a casino. are gambled big time like that again.. .. I go now and then for fun. with friends... it took me 7 months.. . to fight that addiction.. everyday I would tell myself.. do anything but gamble... it worked I slipped once or twice... but that monkey is off my back now.... and as far as the money goes... I make a good living people.. .. the money will not be missed. .. but I did lose something.. . but I have reclaimed...it.. ...ok.thats it...
That is so much honesty and insight with yourself. I applaude you for doing it on your own. Congrads. Seriously i now have a new respect. Hats off
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Bravo, #1.
You have taken a giant step towards intimacy. Thank you, sir. |
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Awww.. thanks you guys..
I look at life as a journey..!. and not all paths, you are going to go down.. Are pleasant... but you need to go down them. never or less... because it is part of your journey... we do not get to pick the paths.. I did not know I had a problem with gambling.. until I went down that path... now I know.. .. it is what you do while you're on the path... that makes life.. life.. . you look around absorb, take in the scenery on the path... remember what it has to teach you... and then you go to the next path.... hopefully you can whistle a tune to yourself while you're on the path.... |
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Klc.. thanks for sharing
that must have been tough.. .. it is truly hard to offer forgiveness.. to those who have hurt you..
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The only skeletons in my closet are the bones left after my meals.
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Klc.. thanks for sharing that must have been tough.. .. it is truly hard to offer forgiveness.. to those who have hurt you..
. I concur. Thank you for braving to step up. We have a commonality. I took care of my mother in her last months of cancer. There were no moments of reconciliation or acknowledgement. 25 years ago I healed by seeing her as a human, a person. Not as my mother and was able to feel for her poison and predicament. I forgave her. I forgave my stepfather for his hatred and abuse. They are both dead now and I believe, because I didn't make them pay for their crimes, they had to be accountable to a power greater than us all. |
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Edited by
willing2
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Sat 08/09/14 02:38 PM
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Klc.. thanks for sharing that must have been tough.. .. it is truly hard to offer forgiveness.. to those who have hurt you..
. I concur. Thank you for braving to step up. We have a commonality. I took care of my mother in her last months of cancer. There were no moments of reconciliation or acknowledgement. 25 years ago I healed by seeing her as a human, a person. Not as my mother and was able to feel for her poison and predicament. I forgave her. I forgave my stepfather for his hatred and abuse. They are both dead now and I believe, because I didn't make them pay for their crimes, they had to be accountable to a power greater than us all. Willing2, Thats it exactly. it was like a light went on for me. I told myself for many years that I forgave my parents because I could see them as 'just people who were flawed' but it didnt really hit so real and true until she was dying. I saw her as a child who needed me. Easy to forgive from that perspective. You are truly beautiful. I will honor you always. You are officially added to my list of people I'd protect with my life. |
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yes i promise
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