You know, this doesn't surprise me a bit.I'm a good kisser.
Damn. Where were you when I was in high school?Posted by J. Allen:
* When I was in 3rd grade, I beat the hell out of a bully twice my size, and shoved him up against a wall, raising him off the ground several inches before headbutting him, making his nose bleed.![]()
It was one of the first indicators that I had a terribly powerful temper. This guy was twice my size, and I was a little squirt in 3rd grade. I didn't start really growing until I was about 13. As for my temper, it was years later when I finally mastered that temper and started channeling it into far more positive and constructive uses. No one picked on me, though!
J.
I think you're gifted with the Force.I would like to be your apprentice.
Posted by AstroSmurf:
- I worked as a go go boy at a gay bar my freshman year in college. Two nights a week gave me enough money to pay tuition, books and rent.
- Even though I am a rather small person, at 5'7" and 140 lbs I can still drink men twice my size under the table with barely a hangover the next day.
- I have never ever broken any bone in my body. *knocks on table*
The tips of my big toes went numb late last year after I created a workshop in my garage and started spending more time on my feet. They are still that way.The big toe on my left foot tingles and is mostly numb.
I have a splinter deep in my right thumb, that I got in the late 80's and promptly forgot about. I think I was 11 or 12 at the time.In the 2nd grade gifted class I stabbed myself with a pencil. The graphite tip broke off and got lodged in my thumb, and the wound healed around it, so I've had a small chunk of pencil in my thumb ever since.
This does not make one whit of difference to how I see you. I think you're lovely.
I'm just sorry you suffered so much growing up.![]()
I just want to echo a couple other people, and say that it looks to me like you've dealt with it much better than you think you have.
Courage comes with acceptance. You may still have a little way to go, but the strides you've been able to make, in finding someone (plus in letting that someone find you), in being able to say "enough" to your family....those are huge things.
And keep in mind, people with no scars at all wear makeup...the fact that you do, too, doesn't make you less than they.
Add me to the list of people here that think you're a gem among us, Kestra, because clearly what you've had to deal with has made you into the positive, empathetic person you are.
And Kestra... you are absolutely amazing. I would love to meet you so I can hug you. You blow my mind dear heart!
Jesus, who knew there were so many people with bits of pencil stuck in them?![]()
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