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Tallulah82
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Dear Litsters,
I feel compelled to write this after reflecting on some of the pm's I've had this past week or two. I'm grateful for the offers of friendship, and for the offers of being listened to if I want to talk about the recent problems I've alluded to experiencing.
I think I might have offended, or hurt the feelings, of a few people here by refusing this friendly support. I have tried to explain it - but maybe I don't say it well. So, let me try again...
I do not talk about my innermost feelings, or worries, or concerns, or even my life problems, easily. This isn't a reflection on you in any way. I know internalising is bad, blah blah blah, but I know me. I know my limits, and I have my coping strategies. I'm sorry if you're not one of the very, very few people I will open up to. I do have those people, but geez, typing the same lines over and over again to "talk" about them with different people is not a helpful strategy for me.
Please don't worry about me. I ride my rollercoaster of life pretty damned well. I rarely ever throw up.
I'm dubious to post or share anything "real" here on Lit if all I'm doing is ending up feeling crap because I don't explain anything beyond "it's turning into a shit week atm".
If you want to be a friend, then be here to laugh and distract me. Not make me feel bad for not telling you why it's a shit week.
Finally, this is NOT aimed at one particular person. I know you all meant well, and I thank you for that. But please, believe me when I say that I've got this.
Now, if you really want to be my friends, and know that you're making a positive impact on my life, then goddammit - send me your cocks! It's coming up Christmas so a cock tied in a nice red ribbon wouldn't go amiss! Or your balls dipped in gold glitter. A penis puppet show? Make it dance to 'White Christmas' (
)? 
Sincerely,
Twitchy
I feel compelled to write this after reflecting on some of the pm's I've had this past week or two. I'm grateful for the offers of friendship, and for the offers of being listened to if I want to talk about the recent problems I've alluded to experiencing.
I think I might have offended, or hurt the feelings, of a few people here by refusing this friendly support. I have tried to explain it - but maybe I don't say it well. So, let me try again...
I do not talk about my innermost feelings, or worries, or concerns, or even my life problems, easily. This isn't a reflection on you in any way. I know internalising is bad, blah blah blah, but I know me. I know my limits, and I have my coping strategies. I'm sorry if you're not one of the very, very few people I will open up to. I do have those people, but geez, typing the same lines over and over again to "talk" about them with different people is not a helpful strategy for me.
Please don't worry about me. I ride my rollercoaster of life pretty damned well. I rarely ever throw up.
I'm dubious to post or share anything "real" here on Lit if all I'm doing is ending up feeling crap because I don't explain anything beyond "it's turning into a shit week atm".
If you want to be a friend, then be here to laugh and distract me. Not make me feel bad for not telling you why it's a shit week.
Finally, this is NOT aimed at one particular person. I know you all meant well, and I thank you for that. But please, believe me when I say that I've got this.
Now, if you really want to be my friends, and know that you're making a positive impact on my life, then goddammit - send me your cocks! It's coming up Christmas so a cock tied in a nice red ribbon wouldn't go amiss! Or your balls dipped in gold glitter. A penis puppet show? Make it dance to 'White Christmas' (
Sincerely,
Twitchy



