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Noodle said:
Well alright then.

But only because you almost asked nicely, I'll post up something you might find humorous:

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you are adorable <3
 
I don't know if this is too heavy for the social thread, but I'm loathe to create a thread to discuss such a simple problem.

Namely, I find that I have a hard time confiding in others for fear of imposing on them (which, if I'm honest with myself, I realize to actually be a fear of abandonment). When I finally do break down and confide in them, I find that I get into long, pointless conversations about my "feelings" that later just turn out to be an overzealous desire to psychoanalyze myself. I don't know if I really have "problems"...in any case, I tend to neatly wrap up whatever ones I imagine myself to have in an effort to make the person I'm talking to feel like we're making progress. I have an aversion to seeing a professional, because I feel like I'd just be paying someone to do the same thing.

You can imagine how difficult it is to pose this question. :\ The only real benefit is that you're mostly strangers, so I'm not overly concerned about you all abandoning me. Then again, I've kind of built myself up on ED as a figure of confidence, so I still have some reservations in posting this...hopefully it won't get around that I'm not as full of answers as I seem. I considered posting anonymously, but some part of me thinks that would be tantamount to running away from the problem.

So, any ideas on how to relieve this sense of angst that forces me to think I have imaginary problems, reach a boiling point where I end up talking to someone about them at length, then end up embarrassed at wasting so much time talking about what ended up being an illusion?

Er, and sorry if this isn't the right place to ask. :(

EDIT: I think it bears mentioning that I have a low tolerance to caffeine, am three cups down, buckling under a heavy work load that I have the barest motivation to address, and am hungry at work at 8:30pm in an empty office with a project I promised would be done tomorrow having not a single line of code yet written. This most likely colored the above.
 
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People pay professionals to guide them through the process because that kind of regular projection will strain even the most strong friendships.

Also transference might leave you with a reflection of someone else's impatience and their problems superimposed over yours.

Did that even make sense? I'll get back to this in the morning with a cup of coffee in hand. :)

I'm ready for a power nap in my favorite armchair.

:D
 
Noodle said:
People pay professionals to guide them through the process because that kind of regular projection will strain even the most strong friendships.

Also transference might leave you with a reflection of someone else's impatience and their problems superimposed over yours.

Did that even make sense? I'll get back to this in the morning with a cup of coffee in hand. :)

I'm ready for a power nap in my favorite armchair.

:D
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Thanks for keeping it lighthearted. :) I'm eager to see if coffee has a more beneficial effect on you than it has on me, heh.

For the record, I finished up the project, went home, got a meal in me, and now I feel about a thousand times better. :D
 
Maybe you were just hungry?

Coffee makes me twitter, my head filling with tight loops of incomplete of thoughts that want to expand, break, and lash outwards.

You'd think it was day three of a meth bender the way it wires me up. So, I try to avoid dosing with coffee unless I really just need to get out of bed in the morning. Coffee is ok if I can work off the buggy part of my physical twitch doing something very physically demanding--like cleaning.

Tea seems to be a better alternative for taking in caffiene for me. Your milage may vary.



:)
 
Noodle said:
Coffee makes me twitter, my head filling with tight loops of incomplete of thoughts that want to expand, break, and lash outwards.
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No kidding, that's exactly how I feel when I drink too much of it, too. Nice way to describe it, "tight loops of incomplete thoughts". :)

Noodle said:
Tea seems to be a better alternative for taking in caffiene for me. Your milage may vary.
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I do prefer tea as well -- seems to be a more even stimulation as opposed to coffee's zero-to-sixty feeling. Sometimes that acceleration is entertaining at work, but it's hardly conducive to getting anything done.

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:D

Oh, and on the topic of "sex, love, and relationships", despite all rational reasons not to, I completed the first 100-mile booty call of my life last night/this morning. ;) I wonder if driving vast distances "just" to have sex is more common than I think in long term/distance relationships...
 
RGB said:
No kidding, that's exactly how I feel when I drink too much of it, too. Nice way to describe it, "tight loops of incomplete thoughts". :)
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The second 'of' was missed the first time around, but it still describes that break when a concurrent loop superimposes itself over another loop still running.

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god, i never drink coffee these days...hardly ever even drink tea, unless its herbal. i do have a bunch of Irish Breakfast sitting in my cabinet for those days (like today) where i just cant make it otherwise, but coffee...

I used to drink like 6 cups a day in HS. Now, even one and im sweating, swearing, and getting tingly from low blood pressure

Oh, and on the topic of "sex, love, and relationships", despite all rational reasons not to, I completed the first 100-mile booty call of my life last night/this morning. I wonder if driving vast distances "just" to have sex is more common than I think in long term/distance relationships...
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farthest i ever drove was about 60 miles to have sex with this random girl id never met (another girl was setting me up) at 2AM...stole my parents car to do it lol
 
Nice. By 'stole' I assume you mean that you did not ask. I hope they didn't report it stolen while you were on your long distance escapade.

I always ask.

:D
 
no, i think they knew what was up. my mom was waiting for me when i got back at like 6

on a side note

its raining and cold outside, and for some reason, the combination is making me extremely horny....and i still have a class to go to. im gonna be sitting in it, just wishing my gf was sucking me off

gah

:) sorry
 
Thomas Dolby ~ Hyperactive

( Tell me about your childhood. )

At the tender age of three
I was hooked to a machine
Just to keep my mouth from spouting junk.
Ha! Must have took me for a fool
'cause they chucked me out of school
'cause the teacher knew I had the funk.

But tonight I'm on the edge -
Fellas, shut me in the fridge
'cause I'm burning up! ( I'm burning up. )

With the vision in my brain
And the music in my veins
And the dirty rhythm in my blood!

They are messing with my heart...
And they're messing with my heart
And they're messing with my heart
Won't stop messing with my... ohhh!
Ripping me apart!

Hyperactive: when I'm small
Hyperactive: now I'm grown
Hyperactive: and the night is young

( And in a minute I'll blow! )

...

Semaphore out on the floor
Messages from outer space
Deep heat for the feet
And the rhythm of your heartbeat
'cause the music of the street
It isn't any rapattack...
It isn't any rapattack....

...

I can reach into your homes
like an itch in your headphones
You can't turn it up

I'm the shape in your back room
I'm the breather on the phone
And ( I'm burning up )

But there's one thing I must say
Before they lock me up again -
You'd be safer at the back

When I'm having an ( attack! )

Hyperactive: when I'm small
Hyperactive: now I'm tall
Hyperactive: as the day is long
Hyperactive: in my bones
Hyperactive: in your phones
Hyperactive: and the night is young
Hyperactive : when I'm small
Hyperactive: now I'm grown
Hyperactivfe: 'til I'm dead and gone

( Stand up : hyperactivate!
Get up: hyperactivate!
Wise up: hyperactivate!
London: hyperactivate! )
 
I was at the goodwill with my baby the other day we were randomly looking at coffee pots and this old guy that worked there was like, (directed toward my gf about me) "eh! what does this guy need with a coffee pot? He's a tea-man you can tell!"

we laughed and I agreed that I am a tea-man :)

but I loves me some coffee tooooo
 
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