Fragmented life

[TheExperimentalist]

To follow up, I think there's two parts. There's the more existential part which is the whole discussion of compartmentalization, et. al. which, for me, seems to have been completely reframed by @onehitwanda's beautiful comment, but I think there's a more mundane aspect to it as well.

One person on here said something similar to my real life that had me starting to type a comparison before I realized and thought better of it. Yesterday I was at a party and someone said something that made me want to go "oh yeah, someone on AH said something similar" before I realized that I couldn't. (In some cases, I can fudge it with a vague "someone on this forum I'm on online" without getting more specific, but this wasn't a case where that would have worked.)

So it's not just the not feeling whole, it's also the day-to-day of not being able to freely discuss the associations and patterns I notice that bridge the different compartments... which I guess is only a minor annoyance as compared with the existential part, but the one does feed into the other.

This is one of the best threads that I can remember here. Thanks for starting it, OP, and everyone for the open and reflective answers.

Thanks so much, and I'd like to again echo your thanks for everyone's responses.

 

[old_prof]

One person on here said something similar to my real life that had me starting to type a comparison before I realized and thought better of it. Yesterday I was at a party and someone said something that made me want to go "oh yeah, someone on AH said something similar" before I realized that I couldn't. (In some cases, I can fudge it with a vague "someone on this forum I'm on online" without getting more specific, but this wasn't a case where that would have worked.)

Along with my "I write romances and sci-fi" white lie, I also freely say "I managed to get connected with a group of writers on-line and they mentioned ..."

I have not mentioned the bra size thread to anyone, I will admit.

 

[Kelliezgirl]

To follow up, I think there's two parts. There's the more existential part which is the whole discussion of compartmentalization, et. al. which, for me, seems to have been completely reframed by @onehitwanda's beautiful comment, but I think there's a more mundane aspect to it as well.

One person on here said something similar to my real life that had me starting to type a comparison before I realized and thought better of it. Yesterday I was at a party and someone said something that made me want to go "oh yeah, someone on AH said something similar" before I realized that I couldn't. (In some cases, I can fudge it with a vague "someone on this forum I'm on online" without getting more specific, but this wasn't a case where that would have worked.)

So it's not just the not feeling whole, it's also the day-to-day of not being able to freely discuss the associations and patterns I notice that bridge the different compartments... which I guess is only a minor annoyance as compared with the existential part, but the one does feed into the other.


Thanks so much, and I'd like to again echo your thanks for everyone's responses.

Maybe that person saw it here on the AH or they are the one who wrote it?

We need a secret handshake or something.

I'm on another site that's very different than this one, a few years ago they sold these morale patches which were a very inside joke for site members.
I've got one on my daypack, a couple of months ago a friend of a friend joined our regular group for a hike. Kept eyeballing the patch.
When we were back at the parking lot, getting ready to leave he finally worked up the nerve to ask me where I got it.
That site is like 98% male, so I suspect he thought I was going to say something about I got it from my ex or something.
I said it was a joke from a website I use.
"You use?"
"Yeah..."
"So..... (insert long nervous pause) you're on _REDACTED_"
"Yeah, ever used it?"
"Like all the time!"

Turns out we've interacted a few times.
It's a small world sometimes.
Sample of a morale patch for those not familiar... not the one in question.

 

[Kelliezgirl]

I have not mentioned the bra size thread to anyone, I will admit.

Yet... you haven't mentioned it YET...

 

[Actingup]

Along with my "I write romances and sci-fi" white lie, I also freely say "I managed to get connected with a group of writers on-line and they mentioned ..."

I have not mentioned the bra size thread to anyone, I will admit.

But I'm sure that, like me, you've inadvertently blurted out 'You're a 38D!' when a colleague has walked into the room, resulting in many admiring glances from the women present?

 

[old_prof]

Yet... you haven't mentioned it YET...

I suppose it could start an interesting conversation in the right company. I just don't think I associate with that company.

 

[TheExperimentalist]

I have not mentioned the bra size thread to anyone, I will admit.

Maybe that person saw it here on the AH or they are the one who wrote it?

Nah, it wasn't that specific, just a similar take on a similar topic. I kinda like your idea of a secret in-group signal though... (Of course that breaks down and defeats its own purpose the moment the information gains traction, like all of those "order a specific kind of drink at the bar if you need help" type posts...)

But I'm sure that, like me, you've inadvertently blurted out 'You're a 38D!' when a colleague has walked into the room, resulting in many admiring glances from the women present?

 

[alohadave]

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[TheExperimentalist]

https://forum.literotica.com/threads/bra-sizes-in-our-stories.1647238/

Was gonna post a response here, but realized I didn't want to derail my own thread, so I've posted over there instead. Thanks. (Okay, that 'thanks' MAY have been half-sarcastic this time... but a friendly sarcastic, I assure you.)

 

[Kelliezgirl]

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Nah, it wasn't that specific, just a similar take on a similar topic. I kinda like your idea of a secret in-group signal though... (Of course that breaks down and defeats its own purpose the moment the information gains traction, like all of those "order a specific kind of drink at the bar if you need help" type posts...)



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It doesn't really break down in this case, because you don't have to spread the word to everyone.
Those "use this hand signal" or "order this drink" things require a campaign to let EVERYONE know... in this case, they only way you would know is if you were already coming here...
No need to advertise.

 

[Voboy]

I did have a weird situation just a few weeks ago, in which I was leaving a union function at work at the same time as someone who presumably works in a different building; I'd never met her before. But she was fetching, and was looking at me a little strangely (I had my usual vague smile) until, as we walked down the stairs toward the parking lot together, she said, "I have the weirdest feeling I've seen you before."

I often wonder, in cases like that, whether they're on Lit and, somehow, know.

 

[TheExperimentalist]

I did have a weird situation just a few weeks ago, in which I was leaving a union function at work at the same time as someone who presumably works in a different building; I'd never met her before. But she was fetching, and was looking at me a little strangely (I had my usual vague smile) until, as we walked down the stairs toward the parking lot together, she said, "I have the weirdest feeling I've seen you before."

I often wonder, in cases like that, whether they're on Lit and, somehow, know.

If anything happens, let us know. If nothing happens, write what COULD have happened, then also let us know.

 

[TheLobster]

I often wonder, in cases like that, whether they're on Lit and, somehow, know.

If you were dressed as a Stormtrooper, she may have indeed known.

 

[PennyThompson]

I have a couple of work friends that occasionally joke about weird erotica, "haha Chuck Tingle," "omg werewolf erotica," "wow minotaur milking farm??"

And I have to keep a straight face and say things like "Oh jeez can you imagine? "

 

[LucyAnneThorn]

I have a couple of work friends that occasionally joke about weird erotica, "haha Chuck Tingle," "omg werewolf erotica," "wow minotaur milking farm??"

And I have to keep a straight face and say things like "Oh jeez can you imagine? "

I've got a cousin who writes erotic stories too. She slipped up while having a smoke at a family party, both of us a bit tipsy, mutually lamenting our current relationship droughts, something like: "And what do I do? Hang around at home all night and write erotic stories." Thankfully, I didn't even start to think before I said, "Same here." So we stared at each other for a minute, stammered around for a bit, then haltingly agreed not to exchange pen names, which makes me think she's got as many kinks as I do. We don't see each other that often, but it's fun because somebody inevitably brings up the latest town scandal, like that a neighbor five houses down was seen at a festival kissing two different girlfriends on two consecutive nights, and we just grin at each other and roll our eyes, and say, "Oh my god! He didn't! That's outrageous!"

 

[TheLobster]

And I have to keep a straight face and say things like "Oh jeez can you imagine? "

Make sure you don't get carried away and slip something like, "Gee, even I wouldn't write something like that!"

 

[CalBishForNow]

I've got a cousin who writes erotic stories too. She slipped up while having a smoke at a family party, both of us a bit tipsy, mutually lamenting our current relationship droughts, something like: "And what do I do? Hang around at home all night and write erotic stories." Thankfully, I didn't even start to think before I said, "Same here." So we stared at each other for a minute, stammered around for a bit, then haltingly agreed not to exchange pen names, which makes me think she's got as many kinks as I do. We don't see each other that often, but it's fun because somebody inevitably brings up the latest town scandal, like that a neighbor five houses down was seen at a festival kissing two different girlfriends on two consecutive nights, and we just grin at each other and roll our eyes, and say, "Oh my god! He didn't! That's outrageous!"

Fuck it. Give her a link to this thread. You're cousins! That's not even incest in some cultures!

 

[ADirtyPerv]

My wife has a good head for stories and characters, and I'd love to run my work by her, but what I write is nasty (and romantic, damnit!). I'm worried how she would receive it. I've written her some stuff just for her to read, and some of it would be well received in the romance category, but I can't post it because she might find it.

That said, her uncle reads my stuff and likes it, but that's because I got drunk and spilled the beans. That might be a ticking time bomb. Oops.

Life may go off the rails here somewhere. Weeeee.

Edit: though, we did just buy a thousand-page anthology of erotica at a thrift store. Maybe there's hope.

 

[WhoDunIt77]

I have a couple of work friends that occasionally joke about weird erotica, "haha Chuck Tingle," "omg werewolf erotica," "wow minotaur milking farm??"

And I have to keep a straight face and say things like "Oh jeez can you imagine? "

I wouldn’t have to worry about it at work, but if “I “ did come up in that way, it would definitely be one of those “monkey looking away” meme moments for me…..

 

[onehitwanda]

And I have to keep a straight face and say things like "Oh jeez can you imagine?

You deserve every pang of conscience for making me go and google Shibari bindings.

Every.
Single.
One.

 

[PennyThompson]

You deserve every pang of conscience for making me go and google Shibari bindings.

Every.
Single.
One.

I don't know what you're talking about.

*Adjusts my cardigan to cover an errant twist of rope crossing my collar bone*

 

[onehitwanda]

I don't know what you're talking about.

*Adjusts my cardigan to cover an errant twist of rope crossing my collar bone*

... God damn it, Penny.

 

[LucyAnneThorn]

google Shibari bindings.

Every.
Single.
One.

And that's how we get back to the topic, because once you know them, you can never order Japanese food over the phone without the dangerous urge to add a good helping of Kinbaku to your order. "I'll have the Miso soup. And Gyudon for mains. And... can I have a big serving of Momo Shibari? Like sixty minutes? What? Spices? Ah, spice. Uhm. No, no, some spanking is fine. Ginger? I'm not that - oh. Oh my! I guess you can put the ginger... there. Pictures? Oh no, you can't take - what? Forty percent? Uhm. And a free order if I make customer of the week? Whew. Yeah. Yeah, you can take pictures."

But, of course, that's not going to happen. You'll keep the Kinbaku off your order and hide it in your fragemented little corner of the mind, where it will slowly take roots, growing in the dark until it's too large to be contained, and the only way to release it will be to plant it in a nice, kinky story so it can fully unfold all its naughty branches and twist hungrily towards the bright surface of the screen.