Nervousness

black_magnolia wrote:

I was never shy talking to guys (if I somehow ended up in the position to do that), but the problem is that I can't show I'm interested in a guy more then just as a friend... :S

Hah! I was the same - Really bad at showing my feelings - and it worked both ways with me. I could never tell when a guy was interested in me even though everyone around me thought it was obvious! I've always been oblivious. :pinch:

I guess with anecdotes, I fear I'll talk far too much about my past experiences, some of which will remind people of their own experiences and those aren't usually great memories I make them bring back.

..I also fear talking about myself too much in general - It's oh-so easy online and yet I find it hard to speak so much in everyday life.

SkieShauphen wrote:

Ummm...wow.....that's all I can say. Three girls in one house all sexually active....I'd be nervous just living there.

Can I ask why? Because I don't really understand.


I don't fear my past. It has shaped me far too much, and I like being me, so how can I fear my past? Sometimes I think what could have been done differently, but in the end there's really nothing I'd like to change. I've evolved so much with my life, and if something where different, then I would probably not be me. I would be stuck somewhere in time and not be able to evolve. That's the worst fear I have, I guess. But as I'm me, and time is running, and everything past has already happened, and I know I wont be stuck in the future (because of what I've learned of my past) I really got nothing to fear from it.

So bring up those memories, it's just interesting to know you. That way it's easier to understand you (especially for someone who doesn't get people in the first place...)

Well, to know that there are 3 women living with me all having sex with guys. It tends to get awkward when half naked guys start walking around the house and I know that they just fucked someone, who was prolly my friend.

SkieShauphen wrote:

Well, to know that there are 3 women living with me all having sex with guys. It tends to get awkward when half naked guys start walking around the house and I know that they just fucked someone, who was prolly my friend.

Ugh..My father kept saying he'd give my mother her Christmas present 'tonight'..My brother would be too innocent to think about it that much..I, on the other hand, was desperately trying to plug my ears.

Ugh, I want to gouge my ears out with a dull spoon. Those many, many nights of living next to my parents....*shudders* I have nightmares...

I once cough them in flagranti when I was a child. I heard strange noises coming from their bedroom so I went to check. The door wasn't locked, I peeked inside, everything was dark so I didn't see a thing and they were under the covers but I figured I wasn't supposed to see that, so I just hastily closed the door and didn't speak about it. At that time I didn't know what they were doing, but the memory stuck with me (no nightmares what so ever) so when I got older I figured out what they were doing and by then I was just happy I didn't understand it back whan I was a child.