I have found my mission in life - to provide desperately needed companionship to the underserved community of short-haired Japanese girls.
It's a heavy cross to bear, but I'm a humanitarian like that.
Around 1500, Hieronymus Bosch painted sheet music on a sinner's bare butt in hell. 500 years later, someone transcribed and performed it. Now you can hear the original butt song from hell.
I took it as half-joking. I often bury a half-truth in a half-joke, and that looked like something I might have said.
As for the rest, I apologize if I overstepped. In my defense, I was on my third glass of wine when I wrote it, which in hindsight was probably not the greatest plan I've ever come up with.
I'll go back in my box now.
Between my daughter's "nothing is an emergency" and my wife's "everything is an emergency" general demeanors, is it really a wonder why I have a glass of whiskey after dinner?
Any time, man. It *will* be over someday and it *will* get better, even if at times that looks impossible. Hell, I moved out 3 years ago and I just reupped my lease for a 4th f**king year because my ex is doing everything possible to drag this out indefinitely.
But she's rapidly running out of runway.
1. Because female, YOU SEE.
2. Because x-short, YOU SEE.
4. Because nobody can, YOU SEE.
Finally, 3. I have typed-and-deleted like 4 answers here, all of which ventured onto ground that is, quite frankly, none of my business. That has never stopped anybody on this Hellsite before, but there it is. I will say only that I think you are reasonably content where you are, and while the idea of a relationship is appealing, the mechanics of it are somewhat less so. It's a huge disruption, even if its something you want. It's like a second job if you don't.
You're young and you have time. I would simply caution you not to wait *too* long if children are something you want. It's very easy to run out of time, and there's no going back.
Ask me how I know.