what she says: “Oh I don’t mind; we can eat anywhere. I’m not picky.”
what she means: “For my entire life, I’ve been called bossy/picky/selfish/arrogant/bitchy for voicing my own opinions and making my views known, so now when someone I care about asks me about what I want, my immediate gut reaction is to defer to the other person’s preference. it’s less of a hassle to capitulate to someone else’s desires than to risk having someone verbally berate me for being truthful about what I want.”
SCREAM THIS FROM THE MOUNTAIN TOP
if you’re not standing barefoot in the heart of a foreboding forest and chanting to the old gods as the moonlight tangles its fingers in your messy hair and caresses your dirt-streaked cheeks what even is the point
There’s this cat who always came around when my cat was in heat. It was just him, no other cat. I saw them hang out and do their cat stuff and heard this cat doing that weird sound they make when they’re in heat. That was every year until they had kitties.
My mom freaked out cause she didn’t want kitties so when the time was right she sterilized my cat. But her boyfriend didn’t stop coming.
At first it was all normal. They hung around and spent some quality cat time together. Until my cat’s hormones started running low so she didn’t feel like going out with cats anymore. So she stopped seeing the cat, only he never gave up.
He’s out of my house this year again, calling for my cat. She acts like she doesn’t know him anymore.
Imagine you spent all that time together, being happy, and all of a sudden your loved one doesn’t recognize you anymore. Maybe they didn’t have a chance to talk about it. Maybe they never said goodbye, and that’s why he still comes around looking for her
