Holy crap, I feel like hell. The Captain and I tangoed like it was our last date together last night.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Sometimes, too much to drink isn't enough.
Monday, August 24, 2009
You're just another one of my mistakes.
Sorry for the absence of updates. It's hard to remind myself to visit a secondary website from my usuals. I will try harder, I promise.
They never recognize the rights of others and see their self-serving behaviors as permissible. They appear to be charming, yet are covertly hostile and domineering, seeing their victim as merely an instrument to be used. They may dominate and humiliate their victims.
Feels entitled to certain things as "their right."
Has no problem lying coolly and easily and it is almost impossible for them to be truthful on a consistent basis. Can create, and get caught up in, a complex belief about their own powers and abilities. Extremely convincing and even able to pass lie detector tests.
A deep seated rage, which is split off and repressed, is at their core. Does not see others around them as people, but only as targets and opportunities. Instead of friends, they have victims and accomplices who end up as victims. The end always justifies the means and they let nothing stand in their way.
When they show what seems to be warmth, joy, love and compassion it is more feigned than experienced and serves an ulterior motive. Outraged by insignificant matters, yet remaining unmoved and cold by what would upset a normal person. Since they are not genuine, neither are their promises.
Living on the edge. Verbal outbursts and physical punishments are normal. Promiscuity and gambling are common.
Unable to empathize with the pain of their victims, having only contempt for others' feelings of distress and readily taking advantage of them.
Rage and abuse, alternating with small expressions of love and approval produce an addictive cycle for abuser and abused, as well as creating hopelessness in the victim. Believe they are all-powerful, all-knowing, entitled to every wish, no sense of personal boundaries, no concern for their impact on others.
Usually has a history of behavioral and academic difficulties, yet "gets by" by conning others. Problems in making and keeping friends; aberrant behaviors such as cruelty to people or animals, stealing, etc.
Not concerned about wrecking others' lives and dreams. Oblivious or indifferent to the devastation they cause. Does not accept blame themselves, but blames others, even for acts they obviously committed.
Promiscuity, child sexual abuse, rape and sexual acting out of all sorts.
Tends to move around a lot or makes all encompassing promises for the future, poor work ethic but exploits others effectively.
Changes their image as needed to avoid prosecution. Changes life story readily.
Friday, August 14, 2009
The magic bottle.
"I learned the hard way
That they all say things you want to hear
My heavy heart sinks deep down under you
And your twisted words, your help just hurts
You are not what I thought you were
Hello to high and dry
Convinced me to please you
Made me think that I need this too
I'm trying to let you hear me as I am."
I hope life experience doesn't continue to ground me.
Same old story: Not much to say. Hearts are broken every day.
Dostoevsky's The Possessed:
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Sunday, August 9, 2009
The good times are killing me.
When he leaves, it's hard to have a pretense of being happy. I hung out with friends, I had fun. But it wasn't the kind of contentment I had all week long with Tyler here. I hate being long distance. Part of me doesn't understand the logistics of it all. What can be accomplished there that can't be accomplished here. Especially when it's becoming such a struggle to get down there.
Saturday, August 1, 2009
That would be a good thing for them to cut on my tombstone: Wherever she went, including here, it was against her better judgment.
This is me procrastinating. I should be cleaning my apartment to make it more inviting for my guest, but I don't really feel like it. I half cleaned, started some laundry, and bathed Winston. At some point tonight, I'll finish the rest. All I really have left to do is the floors. Which, I loathe doing.