Falling for a client
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Yeah, I recall that self less offer JC, but it wasn't you that I needed to beat on to get it out of my system.
But I did get that liberation.
(also recently starting kickboxing classes and using the punching bag at my gym. It's great imagining the face of someone that has done you wrong, on that bag..)
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Although born in America, my wife was first generation and grew up speaking Hungarian at home.
Her mother was raised in an orphanage by nuns during the 1930s and WWII and had very definite ideas of what girls do and don't do.* She also thoroughly emeshed my wife in taking care of the family, other people's needs, etc.
Reform politics was my wife's only passion. She wanted to honor by imitation her father** who was a well known poet, writer, and rabble rouser in Hungary prior to WWII and during the 1956 uprising. A death sentence was later rescinded in gentler times.
I met her during a political campaign. I wrote speeches for her candidates and took them campaigning in neighborhoods where I knew people.
We've completely changed each other's lives and have done quite a lot to soothe and heal each other.
*None of which ever stopped her mother, who was extremely talented at playing older men in post WWII times. Quite the operator, she talked my wife's father into abandoning his wife and running away to America.
**Ironically, my wife's father was a notorious skirt chaser until coming to America. Interesting man. He is in his late 80s and can still recite from memory poems from Villon, Rimbaud, etc. that he read as a boy. Sometimes I change his diapers, shave him and give him a bath.
OH:
I have read of a more prosaic end occurring in more remote places. She had one other child (a daughter I think) that died. Her son by Charonneau was educated by Clark and, I think, lived to a fairly good age himself.
HH:
Keep up the good work.
I hate it when prostitutes hate themselves. They should just accept themselves, get on with their lives and stop telling themselves silly stories.
Although born in America, my wife was first generation and grew up speaking Hungarian at home.
Her mother was raised in an orphanage by nuns during the 1930s and WWII and had very definite ideas of what girls do and don't do.* She also thoroughly emeshed my wife in taking care of the family, other people's needs, etc.
Reform politics was my wife's only passion. She wanted to honor by imitation her father** who was a well known poet, writer, and rabble rouser in Hungary prior to WWII and during the 1956 uprising. A death sentence was later rescinded in gentler times.
I met her during a political campaign. I wrote speeches for her candidates and took them campaigning in neighborhoods where I knew people.
We've completely changed each other's lives and have done quite a lot to soothe and heal each other.
*None of which ever stopped her mother, who was extremely talented at playing older men in post WWII times. Quite the operator, she talked my wife's father into abandoning his wife and running away to America.
**Ironically, my wife's father was a notorious skirt chaser until coming to America. Interesting man. He is in his late 80s and can still recite from memory poems from Villon, Rimbaud, etc. that he read as a boy. Sometimes I change his diapers, shave him and give him a bath.
OH:
I have read of a more prosaic end occurring in more remote places. She had one other child (a daughter I think) that died. Her son by Charonneau was educated by Clark and, I think, lived to a fairly good age himself.
HH:
Keep up the good work.
I hate it when prostitutes hate themselves. They should just accept themselves, get on with their lives and stop telling themselves silly stories.
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This is a classic example of how divorced women and single mothers are so difficult to have a relationship with. They can't ever move on with their lives. They bitch about someone who they split up with, and since their's is the only side you hear, you accept it until you unknowingly discover the same experiences as the last guy.
(This isn't directed at anyone in particular. This is just an excellent example of what I tell people who try to hook me up with Ms Instant Family.)
(This isn't directed at anyone in particular. This is just an excellent example of what I tell people who try to hook me up with Ms Instant Family.)
I was going to be nice but fuck it.
This is the third such comment you have made after one of my threads. How the fuck DARE you make any comments about me and my efforts to improve my life and my health because I am taking kickboxing lessons and boxing.
You got something to say to me Bill, say it here, or step outside.. Because I dont know who is helping you with your replies( actually I think I do) but I sure as hell know you would never say anything like this, especially to me or to my face.
Its on.
I wont have someone that doesn't know me or my life situation make comments, especially someone that has never been in a relationship outside of seeing whores.
This is the third such comment you have made after one of my threads. How the fuck DARE you make any comments about me and my efforts to improve my life and my health because I am taking kickboxing lessons and boxing.
You got something to say to me Bill, say it here, or step outside.. Because I dont know who is helping you with your replies( actually I think I do) but I sure as hell know you would never say anything like this, especially to me or to my face.
Its on.
I wont have someone that doesn't know me or my life situation make comments, especially someone that has never been in a relationship outside of seeing whores.
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This IS my thread and you quoted my post.
Do you think because I imagine someones face on a punching bag its because my status in society?
I am not the only person to do this sort of thing. Not only women do this, but so do men. So do many people. Its called re-directing your anger. Its healthy and a hell of a lot better then doing it to an actual person.
Dont you EVER question my ability to have a relationship based on the fact that I am using a very common form of therapy.
When I go punch my bag tomorrow guess whos face I will see...
No, not you.. its not worth it.
Do you think because I imagine someones face on a punching bag its because my status in society?
I am not the only person to do this sort of thing. Not only women do this, but so do men. So do many people. Its called re-directing your anger. Its healthy and a hell of a lot better then doing it to an actual person.
Dont you EVER question my ability to have a relationship based on the fact that I am using a very common form of therapy.
When I go punch my bag tomorrow guess whos face I will see...
No, not you.. its not worth it.
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