Did I ever tell you all about the time I accidentally got drunk at a Biltmore wine tasting at 1pm on a Monday, which landed me at the restaurant next door to the winery, and I ended up leaving the waiter a list of my favorite books on the signed check?
Just saying, youβre not obligated to do anything for any holiday. I opted for cat sitting over seeing my family. And granted, itβs a bit lonely, but no one is making me feel bad for being me. Something to consider for future christmases. πβ¨
It seems like most people spending holidays with their families are miserable β so hereβs a proposal for next year: come hang out with me. Weβll have a family-free party. No one asking you when youβre getting married/pregnant or passive comments about your sexuality. Think on it.
So naturally I got rid of him the way any sane person does and posted photos of me in my underwear until he unfollowed me. (Took less than 24 hours) (He did not reach out again)
one time i went on a first date with a guy who asked me to βdefine pornβ after it had come up that I used to use porn (y tho) and i very uncomfortably responded, βerotic material?β
anyway. he got married last weekend.
I ask a lot of probing questions about sustainability. he uncomfortably squirms and says heβd love connect with me on Instagram and reach out again in a couple of weeks.