a rant... a low-energy morning...
My dad never did get what feelings are, what they mean to other people. He didn't ever understand why my mom would tear up and even cry over movies. I once had a man in my life who thought that the only pain that matters must involve physical symptoms. If you aren't bleeding, don't bother him with it, it isn't real and can't possibly matter. Another, a friend, who received very well indeed, as much as I had to offer, and when I needed him for anything at all that was not about where he was going... Sign in to see full entry.