thread in which the Mentally Normal sustain a stream of fascinating chat

[Mitchy1nge]

and die of being cold

Not really, except perhaps tangentially.

Raaaaain.

in that case I think I'd have a wank instead?

That's one argument for keeping up a good weight and steady food intake - The Horn shrivelled up and died when I was restricting heavily, and I have very severe horn as a rule no matter what is happening mentally or physically

or a not so stealthy diddle if a more feminised term suits

I do but it's not the same

would you prefer shaun t to do it for you?

No.

I have someone who is happy to do that for me 24 hours a day if I want. That's not the issue.

Bloody hell, it's freezing in my house. I may have to get back in bed.

you are anorgasmic?

No. DP is. And won't let me do things to him for more than a few minutes. And doesn't get on with condoms anyway. And and and and and. It's kind of demoralising.

OH

and this is why I'm single

would not feel in the least bit frustrated if my partner couldn't cum as long as I had, am actually quite a horrible person

What's everyone up to today? I'm going into town to post off some parcels, go to the bank, and for a singing session and tai chi, and I have to go to the gym at some point too.

Relationships are hard

(obviously would make small effort, feel bad for them, wonder if it was because I was Too Fat but would be satisfied and happy to go to sleep etc)

Oh yes, it is all mixed up a little bit with my feelings about my body/mind and his body/mind, his feelings about his body/mind and my body/mind too, which is partly why it is utterly bloody impossible to talk about and actually sort anything out, then a load of physical and mechanical and dermatological stuff, and it all just gets a bit NGGGHHHH. I suspect it's no easier for single people, though.

for me it is definitely easier being single! even my very low key, very occasional get-togethers with the man-in-my-life can be too stressful (getting better though, over a year on)

is dp fairly advanced in years compared to you?

What I am doing today:

Lying in bed being Mentally Disordered
Going into town, maybe a bit of wandering around
Seeing the rape counsellor
Returning home, going back to bed.

Or something like that.

lying in bed is the only bit of your day that sounds nice caulk

so far I have achieved:

watering down 6 shots of espresso to make them into two beverages instead

eating 56 point something grams of Snyder's of Hanover honey mustard pretzel pieces for 280 cals (breakfast and 10:30pm snack)

sending text message to person am meant to ride out with warning them I will only do it if the snow has settled and looks pretty but otherwise am not prepared to get cold and wet

switching TV on and watching the Roku logo screensaver boing about without really getting any further into the idea of picking a channel, finding something to watch

retrieving furry zebra throw from dog's bed in front of fire he has his own fur! so do I

telephonic chat with mad cancerous Jewish friend

there is an appointment I cannot avoid at about 4 though, then going to check out a 6th form

I need a bath but ohmygod fuckthatshit of taking clothes off when it's 26c so cold in the house

Lying in bed is lovely, I would like to feel like I could enjoy it though rather than moping. Reading or knitting or something rather than just lying here would be good.

But anyway, I will get up, as I can't keep cancelling the poor r woman, it's not her fault she isn't as good as LT and she may give me a sticker for phoning the police to chase it last week.

I've tried to force the cat to lie here with me, but instead he wants to be downstairs. Fickle animal.

DP is twenty years older and has various health conditions. I met him and moved in with him when I was sixteen and being Very Strange.

So far I have achieved:

Getting up
Drinking tea
Packaging items to be sent off at post office
Eating sugar free jelly and pretendig it's food
Watching politics programming and PMQs

Really must get washed/dressed in outdoor clothing.

am savouring my 'lunch' (sachet of cadbury highlights hot choc and 2 tbsp sugar, say 75 cals) and planning a good carby supper ready for running with newest running chum tomorrow, she said how much she enjoyed and appreciated me pacing her and keeping her slow was running as fast as I can over that distance!

I'm having a text argument with therapiat (no doubt she will win, but I'm a stubborn cow)
Have only managed to do the horses and leave everything ready for DGroom tonight, get DD dressed/fed/keep her entertained
Oh and I've done done housework
Not really inclined to do much now

Are you around, Snowy? How are you feeling?

Millie. Stop. Put the phone down. Move on.

what are you arguing about?

I feel same sense of alienation and envy when people say 'my therapist' as I would if they said 'my pterodactyl' or 'my Beech99'

All the children I work with believe I have a pet dragon.

Therapy is both brilliant and hideous. I pay her the same as my rent, so it's a massive outlay but she is wonderful.