Hi, Dymitri, hope I got this one without too many errors.
My thought on this one is that the world needs more people like you that are willing to call out the BS when they see it.
I'm proud of you for teaching the profs to think about perspective - it's important, and probably most of the other people in the class would just roll their eyes where the teacher can't see, right? And I hope they're able to hear what you're saying.
It's shitty that the problem exists at all, but good on you for shining a light, or turning the hose on might be the better metaphor.
It's been awhile, life happened. I still want to work on Anthro, I'm now looking at doctorate education. I got very passionate about the struggles of single mothers in South Korea, so that's what I want to pursue studying. Of course current times make everything uncertain in the political and education realm, but hoping to find my way through it all. What kind of thoughts have you been ruminating on?
Thanks for writing! I finished the transcription for your post.
I am sorry that you had to go through something like that with your ex. Not all BPD individuals are like that, though, but I get the sense that her behavioral patterns really had an effect on you. I wish you nothing but the best.
Bravo, sir. I did look back at your December 2014 post of another drawing. You certainly manage to convey something in these works. Can you share more?
This was quite the witty posting, sir. I wonder how many got the joke here? "Dihydrogen Monoxide" indeed. Clever. I'll try to see about transcribing more of these for you and other bloggers, but it's really a pain as I no longer use a PC with proper keyboard.
As I peruse the vast vault of blogs here, one fact stands out as uniquely sad to me. There are many people over the years who have transcribed and written comments, some of them rather prolific even. Yet it seems many just give up at some point. I suppose I eventually will too. It makes me feel bad for those of you inside the walls though. I imagine it feels a bit of a loss when you hear from someone here with some regularity and then they simply vanish.
Thanks for writing! I finished transcribing your post. I love your writing! I can feel your passion and see that the poem uses rhythm as both a theme and structure to worship your beloved. It's evident you are magnetically drawn to her, and you really capture her beauty! Thank you for sharing!
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My thought on this one is that the world needs more people like you that are willing to call out the BS when they see it.
I'm proud of you for teaching the profs to think about perspective - it's important, and probably most of the other people in the class would just roll their eyes where the teacher can't see, right? And I hope they're able to hear what you're saying.
It's shitty that the problem exists at all, but good on you for shining a light, or turning the hose on might be the better metaphor.
Hope you're getting better sleep these days.
It's been awhile, life happened. I still want to work on Anthro, I'm now looking at doctorate education. I got very passionate about the struggles of single mothers in South Korea, so that's what I want to pursue studying. Of course current times make everything uncertain in the political and education realm, but hoping to find my way through it all. What kind of thoughts have you been ruminating on?
~Brandilarke
Fight on, man.
What a fascinating story.
What lovely haikus
For you to make and such kind
Words of wisdom, yes
I am sorry that you had to go through something like that with your ex. Not all BPD individuals are like that, though, but I get the sense that her behavioral patterns really had an effect on you. I wish you nothing but the best.
What a pretty poem.
I did look back at your December 2014 post of another drawing. You certainly manage to convey something in these works. Can you share more?
I'll try to see about transcribing more of these for you and other bloggers, but it's really a pain as I no longer use a PC with proper keyboard.
As I peruse the vast vault of blogs here, one fact stands out as uniquely sad to me. There are many people over the years who have transcribed and written comments, some of them rather prolific even. Yet it seems many just give up at some point. I suppose I eventually will too. It makes me feel bad for those of you inside the walls though. I imagine it feels a bit of a loss when you hear from someone here with some regularity and then they simply vanish.