Sunday, March 2, 2014

So my parents didn't get here until around 2:30, and we only really went to linner (combo of lunch and dinner because I am so goddamn clever) and then just hung out at my house in the living room because I had stuff to read and there really isn't much to do in Bing (or a lot of things involve outdoors, and it is still cold, despite it being much warmer today than it has been).

I let my dad start a character on D3 and he was playing that for a few hours while my mom and I read stuff.  It was nice to just have them around, though I did feel bad that we weren't doing something more fun.  But when I apologized, they both said that it was okay; they came to visit me and everything so it didn't matter what we did.

Best friend comes in tomorrow morning and I really would be okay with doing nothing but cuddling and napping with her while watching Hell's Kitchen and complaining about dudes and wishing that we were sexually and romantically attracted to each other because that would make our lives so much better (we do seriously lament over this) because we wouldn't have to deal with a lot of shit we've both had to deal with.


I saw a gif on tumblr of someone saying "we accept the love we think we deserve" with someone explaining how it describes why some people settle for those who do not treat them well: because they do not think they themselves deserve any better.  And I read that with myself in mind; maybe that is why I am always attracted to certain types of people.  The types who are bound to leave and disappoint and be okay with it all and be fine without me in their lives.

I've said things like that before.  So I guess it isn't anything that new to me?  I don't know, I was just thinking about it after I saw it and everything, and it just fit.

Then again...I also think it is that whole "you want to help people so that you can ignore your own issues" thing.  Plus the pesky bit about me just thinking that I'll be happy if I can help someone else be happy even though I ignore all my own wants and needs.

Eh.

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